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 Uruguay and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Shanghai.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Neu! to the grunge 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
The Buckinghams,
New York Dolls,
Roxette,
Blake Baxter,
Smog,
Banda Bassotti,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jeff Lynne,
Idris Muhammad,
Bronski Beat,
Archie Shepp,
Thompson Twins,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pere Ubu,
The Blackbyrds,
Camberwell Now,
John Foxx,
Quando Quango,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kool Moe Dee,
48th St. Collective,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Boredoms,
Marshall Jefferson,
Crime,
Reagan Youth,
Roy Ayers,
Can,
Delta 5,
Tears for Fears,
Cal Tjader,
Soft Machine,
Von Mondo,
Oneida,
Ultra Naté,
Surgeon,
The United States of America,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barrington Levy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Walker Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Minnie Riperton,
Fear,
The Fuzztones,
Suicide,
DJ Sneak,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Misunderstood,
The Pretty Things,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Model 500,
8 Eyed Spy,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Agitation Free,
Circle Jerks,
Das Ding,
UT,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.