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 Colombia and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Jerry Gold Smith 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Todd Rundgren,
Vladislav Delay,
The Mojo Men,
China Crisis,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sonic Youth,
Albert Ayler,
Youth Brigade,
Cheater Slicks,
The Divine Comedy,
Alton Ellis,
R.M.O.,
Goldenarms,
Pylon,
Roxette,
Joyce Sims,
Slick Rick,
Amon Düül,
Lalo Schifrin,
Moebius,
Hot Snakes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Metal Thangz,
Porter Ricks,
Junior Murvin,
Eric Copeland,
Ornette Coleman,
Max Romeo,
the Bar-Kays,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lindisfarne,
Agent Orange,
Idris Muhammad,
Boz Scaggs,
48th St. Collective,
Funkadelic,
Neil Young,
EPMD,
Cecil Taylor,
Glenn Branca,
The Flesh Eaters,
John Coltrane,
Delon & Dalcan,
Babytalk,
Q and Not U,
Organ,
Marmalade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Victims,
Livin' Joy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Sonics,
Maurizio,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.