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 Lesotho and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Quando Quango to the rap 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
The Busters,
Crash Course in Science,
Jerry Gold Smith,
World's Most,
The Moody Blues,
Fad Gadget,
Hasil Adkins,
Agitation Free,
Avey Tare,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
La Düsseldorf,
The Tremeloes,
Eurythmics,
Negative Approach,
The Golliwogs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fat Boys,
Eddi Front,
Marcia Griffiths,
Davy DMX,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Livin' Joy,
Howard Jones,
Steve Hackett,
Harmonia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The J.B.'s,
Cluster,
DJ Sneak,
The Wake,
The Raincoats,
Scott Walker,
Parry Music,
Sandy B,
JFA,
Cameo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Los Fastidios,
Rhythm & Sound,
Anakelly,
Malaria!,
Joey Negro,
KRS-One,
Eve St. Jones,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pantytec,
Byron Stingily,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Hoover,
Panda Bear,
The Star Department,
Delta 5,
Wire,
Todd Rundgren,
The Electric Prunes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Matthew Halsall,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fela Kuti,
Slave,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.