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 Ghana and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Max Romeo to the grunge 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin 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 organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
The Standells,
Prince Buster,
Harpers Bizarre,
Roger Hodgson,
Los Fastidios,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mad Mike,
The Divine Comedy,
Liliput,
Nik Kershaw,
cv313,
Laurel Aitken,
Ludus,
ABBA,
Tropical Tobacco,
Peter and Kerry,
Howard Jones,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fear,
Toni Rubio,
Amon Düül,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Beau Brummels,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Minor Threat,
Television Personalities,
Leonard Cohen,
Jacques Brel,
UT,
The Angels of Light,
Glambeats Corp.,
Theoretical Girls,
Roxy Music,
Kas Product,
LL Cool J,
Lalann,
The Dirtbombs,
Jandek,
Sonic Youth,
Michelle Simonal,
Lyres,
10cc,
Soul Sonic Force,
Terry Callier,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
X-Ray Spex,
Magma,
Rhythm & Sound,
Spandau Ballet,
Black Moon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
a-ha,
Aswad,
Eddi Front,
The Gories,
Bootsy Collins,
June Days,
Neu!,
Niagra,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.