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 Tanzania and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Blackbyrds to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Henry Cow,
Model 500,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aloha Tigers,
Jandek,
Siglo XX,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gap Band,
Davy DMX,
Electric Prunes,
Cymande,
Dual Sessions,
H. Thieme,
Newcleus,
Arab on Radar,
Eli Mardock,
Bizarre Inc.,
Yusef Lateef,
The Leaves,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Lydon,
Parry Music,
Marvin Gaye,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sonic Youth,
Gang of Four,
The Walker Brothers,
David Axelrod,
The Black Dice,
The Standells,
Mark Hollis,
Country Teasers,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Monochrome Set,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
James White and The Blacks,
The Dead C,
Gong,
Mantronix,
Curtis Mayfield,
Don Cherry,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Massinfluence,
The Red Krayola,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scientists,
Jimmy McGriff,
Con Funk Shun,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cal Tjader,
Wolf Eyes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Circle Jerks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
New Age Steppers,
Shuggie Otis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pagans,
DJ Style,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.