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 Slovakia and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Black Pus to the crunk 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Last Poets,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marmalade,
Patti Smith,
Qualms,
LL Cool J,
Rekid,
The Count Five,
Bobby Sherman,
Crash Course in Science,
Jerry's Kids,
The Residents,
Supertramp,
Cameo,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Five Americans,
Crime,
Lou Christie,
Surgeon,
Grey Daturas,
Minutemen,
Section 25,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Standells,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Johnny Osbourne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Metal Thangz,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Delta 5,
Fad Gadget,
Shoche,
John Foxx,
Chris & Cosey,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Avey Tare,
Blossom Toes,
Sarah Menescal,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Slits,
the Sonics,
Minny Pops,
Ultimate Spinach,
Todd Rundgren,
Intrusion,
Interpol,
Andrew Hill,
Roxy Music,
The Misunderstood,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Invisible,
Al Stewart,
David McCallum,
Rosa Yemen,
Rufus Thomas,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lalann,
Jacob Miller,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.