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 Dominica and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Agent Orange to the rock 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Silicon Teens,
Animal Collective,
Sällskapet,
Basic Channel,
The Stooges,
Warren Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
Dennis Brown,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Martian,
AZ,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
This Heat,
The Monochrome Set,
Vladislav Delay,
48th St. Collective,
Skriet,
Cameo,
One Last Wish,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Youth Brigade,
The Real Kids,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
David Axelrod,
World's Most,
Gichy Dan,
Con Funk Shun,
Steve Hackett,
Roger Hodgson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barrington Levy,
Model 500,
Scott Walker,
The Buckinghams,
Lightning Bolt,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Average White Band,
Hashim,
Pussy Galore,
Soul II Soul,
The Techniques,
The Index,
Roxette,
The Slits,
Unrelated Segments,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nation of Ulysses,
Au Pairs,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fugs,
KRS-One,
Morten Harket,
Minor Threat,
Subhumans,
Black Bananas,
Marine Girls,
Donald Byrd,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stockholm Monsters,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.