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 Mali and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Robert Palmer 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 June Days to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
The Angels of Light,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eurythmics,
Cymande,
Alison Limerick,
Moebius,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gerry Rafferty,
R.M.O.,
Newcleus,
Urselle,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Holt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
LL Cool J,
Matthew Bourne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Harmonia,
The Associates,
The Skatalites,
Traffic Nightmare,
Half Japanese,
The Leaves,
Mantronix,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Derrick May,
The Neon Judgement,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ludus,
Dave Gahan,
Wally Richardson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Moon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Television,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Suburban Knight,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sugar Minott,
U.S. Maple,
The Motions,
Smog,
Buzzcocks,
Bad Manners,
Tres Demented,
Stiv Bators,
AZ,
Warsaw,
The Standells,
The Dave Clark Five,
Erasure,
The Doors,
Mission of Burma,
Junior Murvin,
Nico,
John Cale,
Kas Product,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.