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 Montenegro and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fuzztones to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Roxy Music,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
K-Klass,
Visage,
Ornette Coleman,
Bronski Beat,
Crispy Ambulance,
X-102,
The Associates,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Audionom,
The Real Kids,
Stetsasonic,
Groovy Waters,
Dawn Penn,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Happenings,
The Five Americans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moss Icon,
Khruangbin,
Joyce Sims,
Accadde A,
Dave Gahan,
X-Ray Spex,
The Buckinghams,
The Vogues,
The Misunderstood,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Blancmange,
Boz Scaggs,
The Leaves,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fugazi,
Scion,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Trojans,
Oneida,
June Days,
Franke,
David McCallum,
Janne Schatter,
FM Einheit,
Suburban Knight,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Motions,
The Moody Blues,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ken Boothe,
Deadbeat,
The Moleskins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter & Gordon,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.