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 Uruguay and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ultravox to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Agent Orange,
Cheater Slicks,
Albert Ayler,
Y Pants,
D'Angelo,
DJ Style,
The Skatalites,
The Standells,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pagans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Gap Band,
Sonic Youth,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Procol Harum,
The Walker Brothers,
Visage,
Minutemen,
Alison Limerick,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Pretty Things,
Sarah Menescal,
Agitation Free,
Second Layer,
Dennis Brown,
Oblivians,
The Modern Lovers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Toasters,
The Zeros,
Ice-T,
Lou Christie,
Sugar Minott,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mark Hollis,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mummies,
Pantaleimon,
The Saints,
Ultravox,
The Sonics,
Henry Cow,
The Knickerbockers,
the Human League,
Blossom Toes,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric Dolphy,
Supertramp,
Don Cherry,
Joyce Sims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Surgeon,
Quadrant,
Sparks,
Rakim,
The Five Americans,
Fad Gadget,
Pharoah Sanders,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.