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 Tonga and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manila.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Iggy Pop to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kenny Larkin,
Lakeside,
Deakin,
Scan 7,
Jeff Lynne,
Lyres,
Marc Almond,
T. Rex,
Excepter,
Bauhaus,
Sound Behaviour,
Outsiders,
Heaven 17,
The Knickerbockers,
Schoolly D,
The Offenders,
EPMD,
Goldenarms,
Black Sheep,
Joe Finger,
Kevin Saunderson,
Letta Mbulu,
The Birthday Party,
Lou Christie,
Mark Hollis,
AZ,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gichy Dan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Arthur Verocai,
Donald Byrd,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aaron Thompson,
Nirvana,
Erasure,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Reuben Wilson,
Mission of Burma,
Funky Four + One,
Johnny Osbourne,
Franke,
Los Fastidios,
Black Flag,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Boogie Down Productions,
Albert Ayler,
The Barracudas,
The Pretty Things,
a-ha,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gang Starr,
Quadrant,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.