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 Saudi Arabia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 The Velvet Underground to the funk 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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Carl Craig,
Roxette,
Dennis Brown,
Trumans Water,
Scratch Acid,
Pierre Henry,
The Litter,
Lalo Schifrin,
Second Layer,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Visage,
The Sonics,
The New Christs,
Tommy Roe,
Absolute Body Control,
Mr. Review,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
This Heat,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Scientists,
Isaac Hayes,
Piero Umiliani,
Tears for Fears,
Fugazi,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sun City Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Procol Harum,
Godley & Creme,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Fall,
Grey Daturas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Swell Maps,
Ultravox,
Donald Byrd,
Michelle Simonal,
Boredoms,
Massinfluence,
Mo-Dettes,
Peter & Gordon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Monolake,
Gabor Szabo,
Lightning Bolt,
Alton Ellis,
Archie Shepp,
Agitation Free,
Kurtis Blow,
Japan,
Royal Trux,
Echospace,
The Star Department,
Joe Finger,
The Martian,
Eden Ahbez,
Rakim,
Gichy Dan,
D'Angelo,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.