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 Russia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Names to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bill Wells,
Jerry's Kids,
The Neon Judgement,
Gang Gang Dance,
Chris & Cosey,
Mr. Review,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
X-102,
Angry Samoans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mojo Men,
Half Japanese,
Bush Tetras,
Wasted Youth,
Spandau Ballet,
The Dave Clark Five,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Main Source,
Vladislav Delay,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lalann,
Kurtis Blow,
The Smoke,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Shadows of Knight,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Shoche,
Schoolly D,
The Zeros,
Derrick Morgan,
Simply Red,
Swell Maps,
Mars,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Vogues,
Flash Fearless,
The Dead C,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soulsonic Force,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Moby Grape,
The Walker Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Warren Ellis,
Infiniti,
Roy Ayers,
Section 25,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
LL Cool J,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric Copeland,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Robert Wyatt,
Symarip,
Underground Resistance,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.