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 Turkey and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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's Kids to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Animal Collective,
Guru Guru,
Thee Headcoats,
Soulsonic Force,
Ossler,
Ultravox,
Sam Rivers,
The Dirtbombs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
World's Most,
Bizarre Inc.,
Juan Atkins,
Delta 5,
Gerry Rafferty,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Altered Images,
Quantec,
MC5,
Ponytail,
Bad Manners,
Man Eating Sloth,
Don Cherry,
a-ha,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blake Baxter,
June Days,
David McCallum,
The Black Dice,
Albert Ayler,
Spandau Ballet,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Goldenarms,
The Count Five,
Delon & Dalcan,
Buzzcocks,
Public Enemy,
Todd Rundgren,
Agent Orange,
Roxette,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fugs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Essential Logic,
The Real Kids,
Excepter,
the Soft Cell,
Junior Murvin,
Gang Gang Dance,
Los Fastidios,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Crispy Ambulance,
kango's stein massive,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cal Tjader,
Depeche Mode,
Loose Ends,
Grauzone,
The Blues Magoos,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.