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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bootsy Collins to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eli Mardock,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Goldenarms,
Royal Trux,
X-101,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eurythmics,
Carl Craig,
Section 25,
Boz Scaggs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Durutti Column,
The Fugs,
Bootsy Collins,
Half Japanese,
Gastr Del Sol,
Peter & Gordon,
Tomorrow,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
H. Thieme,
R.M.O.,
Iggy Pop,
The Vogues,
Intrusion,
The Residents,
Dead Boys,
Black Bananas,
Crispian St. Peters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Whodini,
The Fire Engines,
David McCallum,
Absolute Body Control,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Raincoats,
Black Moon,
John Cale,
This Heat,
Terrestrial Tones,
X-Ray Spex,
Sugar Minott,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Gories,
Aural Exciters,
Lyres,
Dark Day,
Bush Tetras,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Sound,
Roy Ayers,
Yusef Lateef,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moebius,
Massinfluence,
Darondo,
Eddi Front,
DJ Style,
Bizarre Inc.,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.