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 Zimbabwe and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lucky Dragons to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sällskapet,
Chris Corsano,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Victims,
Byron Stingily,
Ultimate Spinach,
New Order,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crime,
the Soft Cell,
Moss Icon,
The Mojo Men,
Television Personalities,
The Index,
Boredoms,
Rekid,
World's Most,
The Fire Engines,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Young Rascals,
the Germs,
B.T. Express,
Bizarre Inc.,
Desert Stars,
Steve Hackett,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Siglo XX,
Cluster,
Surgeon,
The Sound,
LL Cool J,
Negative Approach,
The Vogues,
Ice-T,
Ten City,
Bob Dylan,
the Association,
Popol Vuh,
Minnie Riperton,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Johnny Clarke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Dead C,
Nico,
Sandy B,
Maurizio,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sonny Sharrock,
Alton Ellis,
Harry Pussy,
AZ,
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Qualms,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Loose Ends,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Model 500,
Black Pus,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.