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 Costa Rica and from Houston.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Unrelated Segments to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
PIL,
AZ,
Ornette Coleman,
kango's stein massive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fugs,
Bobby Byrd,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Sonics,
The Young Rascals,
Faraquet,
Suburban Knight,
Fluxion,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Goldenarms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Davy DMX,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Visage,
Marvin Gaye,
Wire,
Oblivians,
The Human League,
T.S.O.L.,
Amazonics,
Neil Young,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rufus Thomas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rakim,
Brothers Johnson,
Surgeon,
Make Up,
The Five Americans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Pus,
Pylon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Television Personalities,
Jeff Lynne,
Soft Machine,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cluster,
The Buckinghams,
Mission of Burma,
Funky Four + One,
John Coltrane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Grey Daturas,
Leonard Cohen,
Brick,
DNA,
Fatback Band,
June Days,
Eddi Front,
Pet Shop Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
Wally Richardson,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.