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 Uganda and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roxy Music to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Todd Rundgren,
Radiopuhelimet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
U.S. Maple,
Sarah Menescal,
Joy Division,
Nik Kershaw,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Toni Rubio,
The Smoke,
MC5,
CMW,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Warsaw,
Tears for Fears,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Schoolly D,
Nirvana,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fall,
Y Pants,
Smog,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sixth Finger,
Jacques Brel,
Rosa Yemen,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scientists,
Roxy Music,
Barrington Levy,
Eric Dolphy,
X-102,
Funkadelic,
Average White Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sonic Youth,
New Age Steppers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Faust,
This Heat,
Bill Wells,
The Barracudas,
LL Cool J,
Ponytail,
Slave,
Vladislav Delay,
Marine Girls,
Matthew Bourne,
Neil Young,
The Dead C,
10cc,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
L. Decosne,
Simply Red,
Royal Trux,
The Fortunes,
Country Teasers,
Matthew Halsall,
Camberwell Now,
Spandau Ballet,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.