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 Iceland and from Philadelphia.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Audionom to the rap 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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Slave,
Janne Schatter,
Oblivians,
Yaz,
Crime,
Sparks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
ABBA,
Aural Exciters,
The United States of America,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Bar-Kays,
Ponytail,
Con Funk Shun,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Moby Grape,
Lou Christie,
Barry Ungar,
Smog,
The New Christs,
Wings,
Bobby Womack,
Monks,
The Red Krayola,
Archie Shepp,
Mary Jane Girls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Don Cherry,
Roger Hodgson,
L. Decosne,
Section 25,
Glenn Branca,
Isaac Hayes,
David McCallum,
Matthew Halsall,
The Mighty Diamonds,
DNA,
Terrestrial Tones,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gil Scott Heron,
10cc,
Steve Hackett,
The Shadows of Knight,
PIL,
Deakin,
New Age Steppers,
Erykah Badu,
Royal Trux,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hashim,
Sonny Sharrock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Robert Wyatt,
Dorothy Ashby,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Flipper,
LL Cool J,
Q65,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.