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 Belize and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Barrington Levy to the rock 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Colin Newman,
Liliput,
Malaria!,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bootsy Collins,
Faraquet,
Subhumans,
New Order,
Depeche Mode,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare,
Boz Scaggs,
Agent Orange,
The Vogues,
Davy DMX,
Crash Course in Science,
Minnie Riperton,
Amazonics,
Sun Ra,
The Dead C,
Dave Gahan,
Idris Muhammad,
Mission of Burma,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Human League,
Black Moon,
Carl Craig,
JFA,
the Sonics,
Harry Pussy,
Stetsasonic,
Prince Buster,
Wasted Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
Scrapy,
MDC,
A Certain Ratio,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nirvana,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Busters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
D'Angelo,
Scott Walker,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Move,
Magazine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Normal,
Pierre Henry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Outsiders,
Toni Rubio,
The Saints,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lyres,
Peter & Gordon,
Rakim,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.