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 Kuwait and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 New Age Steppers to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
48th St. Collective,
Amazonics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Visage,
Shuggie Otis,
Banda Bassotti,
Johnny Osbourne,
Basic Channel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Peter & Gordon,
Metal Thangz,
The Knickerbockers,
Minny Pops,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minor Threat,
OOIOO,
U.S. Maple,
Carl Craig,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dawn Penn,
Young Marble Giants,
Spoonie Gee,
Ohio Players,
Public Enemy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kerri Chandler,
Essential Logic,
Susan Cadogan,
The Modern Lovers,
The Music Machine,
Sparks,
Hot Snakes,
Babytalk,
Tim Buckley,
Aaron Thompson,
Skarface,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Masters at Work,
Lucky Dragons,
MDC,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mantronix,
PIL,
The Dead C,
Japan,
Cameo,
the Slits,
Boz Scaggs,
The Doors,
Dual Sessions,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Donald Byrd,
Khruangbin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Idris Muhammad,
Bob Dylan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Heaven 17,
Monks,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.