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 Nicaragua and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
AZ,
Yusef Lateef,
David Axelrod,
Simply Red,
Liliput,
Deakin,
Quantec,
Minny Pops,
Ohio Players,
Scan 7,
Crash Course in Science,
Eurythmics,
David Bowie,
Procol Harum,
JFA,
The Detroit Cobras,
Massinfluence,
Spoonie Gee,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare,
Oneida,
Freddie Wadling,
Eric Dolphy,
Banda Bassotti,
Pole,
Barrington Levy,
Jeff Lynne,
Dual Sessions,
Severed Heads,
Flipper,
Depeche Mode,
Sarah Menescal,
Dave Gahan,
The Pop Group,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Idris Muhammad,
Minor Threat,
The Sonics,
The Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
DJ Style,
Jeff Mills,
The Gladiators,
kango's stein massive,
Marmalade,
Josef K,
Porter Ricks,
Fad Gadget,
Graham Central Station,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
The J.B.'s,
Mo-Dettes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Terry Callier,
Hoover,
Lakeside,
Moby Grape,
The Grass Roots,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.