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 Madagascar and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lille.
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 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 Sound Behaviour to the disco 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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Can,
The Skatalites,
Scrapy,
Marc Almond,
The Remains,
the Association,
Half Japanese,
Swell Maps,
Magma,
June of 44,
Boredoms,
Thee Headcoats,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
T. Rex,
Absolute Body Control,
Aural Exciters,
Deepchord,
Bronski Beat,
Mars,
The Residents,
Radiohead,
Sam Rivers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marvin Gaye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anakelly,
Electric Prunes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Black Pus,
Byron Stingily,
Brand Nubian,
Blancmange,
Gang of Four,
Altered Images,
Chris Corsano,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Charles Mingus,
Index,
Soul II Soul,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
E-Dancer,
Fear,
Ronnie Foster,
Skaos,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jerry's Kids,
Sonny Sharrock,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Rundgren,
Con Funk Shun,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nirvana,
Hot Snakes,
The Monochrome Set,
Scott Walker,
Television,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Drexciya,
Tres Demented,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.