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 Togo and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
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 mellotron 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 Donny Hathaway to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Ralphi Rosario,
The New Christs,
Althea and Donna,
Delta 5,
The Young Rascals,
Fela Kuti,
Morten Harket,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
D'Angelo,
Robert Wyatt,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Reed,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Swans,
Black Bananas,
L. Decosne,
Average White Band,
The Stooges,
Ituana,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rufus Thomas,
Warsaw,
The Last Poets,
Technova,
The United States of America,
Camouflage,
Yellowson,
Outsiders,
The Martian,
Sonic Youth,
Lyres,
The Saints,
The Dirtbombs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
This Heat,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pantytec,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Joy Division,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Neu!,
Rod Modell,
Moss Icon,
Danielle Patucci,
The Birthday Party,
Kayak,
The Offenders,
The Leaves,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang Green,
Bad Manners,
Flipper,
U.S. Maple,
Nick Fraelich,
Harry Pussy,
Khruangbin,
Avey Tare,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.