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 Albania and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 808 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Wings,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Guru Guru,
In Retrospect,
Derrick May,
Sun Ra,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kerri Chandler,
R.M.O.,
Scratch Acid,
Lower 48,
Arthur Verocai,
FM Einheit,
The Moody Blues,
Brothers Johnson,
the Human League,
Soulsonic Force,
Nirvana,
Pylon,
Ice-T,
Eurythmics,
Blake Baxter,
The Black Dice,
The Fortunes,
The Last Poets,
Lalann,
T.S.O.L.,
Skriet,
The Count Five,
Traffic Nightmare,
Alton Ellis,
Rites of Spring,
The Selecter,
John Holt,
Inner City,
Chrome,
Rotary Connection,
The Searchers,
Index,
Robert Görl,
Duran Duran,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Bananas,
Joey Negro,
Todd Terry,
The Sound,
the Germs,
Shuggie Otis,
Letta Mbulu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reagan Youth,
The Trojans,
Icehouse,
Davy DMX,
Sight & Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Patti Smith,
The Residents,
The Young Rascals,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.