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 Bhutan and from Bremen.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Robert Hood to the crunk 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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?
The Monochrome Set,
Dawn Penn,
Josef K,
Malaria!,
Joe Finger,
Excepter,
Main Source,
Inner City,
Bauhaus,
Robert Wyatt,
Steve Hackett,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Junior Murvin,
Gregory Isaacs,
FM Einheit,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Stereo Dub,
Aural Exciters,
Gang of Four,
These Immortal Souls,
Hasil Adkins,
Funky Four + One,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Bar-Kays,
Massinfluence,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Prince Buster,
Motorama,
Alton Ellis,
The Slits,
DJ Sneak,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cybotron,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Green,
Rekid,
Roger Hodgson,
Radiohead,
Eve St. Jones,
Scion,
Kenny Larkin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Absolute Body Control,
Q65,
The Music Machine,
Rod Modell,
Porter Ricks,
Janne Schatter,
Bob Dylan,
Ten City,
Suicide,
Gabor Szabo,
Sam Rivers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Trojans,
Television,
Rhythm & Sound,
Magma,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.