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 Slovakia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Junior Murvin to the punk 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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
The Invisible,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Blues Magoos,
Rites of Spring,
Easy Going,
The Monochrome Set,
Dark Day,
Suburban Knight,
James White and The Blacks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fad Gadget,
World's Most,
Bootsy Collins,
Rapeman,
Guru Guru,
Surgeon,
CMW,
Bad Manners,
Zero Boys,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Association,
Jimmy McGriff,
DJ Style,
Rosa Yemen,
Aloha Tigers,
MDC,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Excepter,
Sparks,
Dennis Brown,
JFA,
The Fall,
The Cure,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Golliwogs,
Marmalade,
the Fania All-Stars,
Duran Duran,
June of 44,
The Dirtbombs,
Pierre Henry,
Warsaw,
Mars,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gong,
Motorama,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Christie,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Goldenarms,
The Electric Prunes,
Circle Jerks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pantytec,
Pet Shop Boys,
Toni Rubio,
Unrelated Segments,
Erykah Badu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.