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 Denmark and from Madrid.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 John Foxx to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Evens. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Minny Pops,
Funkadelic,
Scan 7,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Knickerbockers,
Liliput,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Reuben Wilson,
Chrome,
Terry Callier,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The New Christs,
The Slits,
Saccharine Trust,
Joe Finger,
the Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Barracudas,
The Victims,
Cheater Slicks,
DJ Sneak,
The Gap Band,
Pierre Henry,
The Blackbyrds,
Technova,
The Cowsills,
F. McDonald,
Danielle Patucci,
Jandek,
The Smiths,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hot Snakes,
ABC,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pantaleimon,
The Doors,
Radiohead,
FM Einheit,
Peter and Kerry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pole,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Birthday Party,
MDC,
the Germs,
Guru Guru,
Swell Maps,
Scott Walker,
Hoover,
Aswad,
Mandrill,
Sixth Finger,
Magazine,
Godley & Creme,
Parry Music,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.