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 Ethiopia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nas to the dance 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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sun City Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Vainqueur,
Mark Hollis,
Swans,
Negative Approach,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gang Gang Dance,
Crooked Eye,
Parry Music,
Barclay James Harvest,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Slits,
Gabor Szabo,
Mission of Burma,
Scratch Acid,
Section 25,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barrington Levy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
MC5,
The Golliwogs,
Icehouse,
Rites of Spring,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Divine Comedy,
the Swans,
the Soft Cell,
kango's stein massive,
Dead Boys,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
OOIOO,
Bob Dylan,
The Tremeloes,
Michelle Simonal,
Kenny Larkin,
Alphaville,
Moebius,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Dead C,
Blake Baxter,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Vogues,
Warsaw,
Sparks,
Shoche,
Juan Atkins,
Aural Exciters,
Soft Cell,
Saccharine Trust,
Boz Scaggs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Suburban Knight,
Kerri Chandler,
The Skatalites,
Chris Corsano,
Cameo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rakim,
DJ Style,
Television,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.