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 Romania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 guitar 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 The Barracudas to the disco 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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Divine Comedy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Vainqueur,
The Gap Band,
Hoover,
The Invisible,
The Victims,
Shoche,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kayak,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Faust,
Khruangbin,
Liliput,
Chrome,
Aswad,
Godley & Creme,
Anthony Braxton,
Slick Rick,
10cc,
The Trojans,
Darondo,
Simply Red,
Cameo,
48th St. Collective,
The Angels of Light,
Severed Heads,
Gichy Dan,
Massinfluence,
The Fire Engines,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jimmy McGriff,
UT,
Arab on Radar,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alice Coltrane,
Kevin Saunderson,
Television Personalities,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eric Dolphy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stiv Bators,
Bobby Sherman,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Supertramp,
Lalo Schifrin,
Little Man,
The Moleskins,
Ice-T,
Metal Thangz,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aaron Thompson,
China Crisis,
Boogie Down Productions,
Minutemen,
Lakeside,
Pulsallama,
Roy Ayers,
Danielle Patucci,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.