Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Saudi Arabia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Deepchord to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Unrelated Segments,
cv313,
Mandrill,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joe Smooth,
The Techniques,
Cal Tjader,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Thompson Twins,
Slave,
Lalo Schifrin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Outsiders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ken Boothe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Clear Light,
Ronan,
Moss Icon,
Lower 48,
Nico,
The Happenings,
Boogie Down Productions,
Q and Not U,
Livin' Joy,
Ultra Naté,
Anakelly,
T. Rex,
Derrick Morgan,
Quadrant,
Suburban Knight,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pole,
Second Layer,
The Evens,
Alphaville,
Kool Moe Dee,
June Days,
KRS-One,
Fatback Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Donny Hathaway,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Infiniti,
Michelle Simonal,
The United States of America,
Television,
Deakin,
Mad Mike,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aswad,
EPMD,
Suicide,
Kurtis Blow,
Porter Ricks,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.