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 Denmark and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Gap Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
FM Einheit,
LL Cool J,
The Moleskins,
Roy Ayers,
Monolake,
Crime,
Dawn Penn,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Technova,
Faraquet,
Eurythmics,
Darondo,
John Foxx,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camouflage,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Bar-Kays,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barrington Levy,
Cymande,
Tubeway Army,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marmalade,
Tears for Fears,
Slave,
Reuben Wilson,
Icehouse,
Nico,
The Velvet Underground,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Neil Young,
Young Marble Giants,
Scrapy,
Soul II Soul,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Audionom,
The Invisible,
The Kinks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Robert Hood,
Talk Talk,
Flash Fearless,
Little Man,
Be Bop Deluxe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Intrusion,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ralphi Rosario,
R.M.O.,
Pulsallama,
Crispian St. Peters,
Banda Bassotti,
Brick,
Bootsy Collins,
The Remains,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.