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 Korea North and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Hoover to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
the Sonics,
Talk Talk,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cowsills,
Yusef Lateef,
Slave,
Maleditus Sound,
Pierre Henry,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dave Gahan,
JFA,
Todd Rundgren,
The Remains,
Average White Band,
Chris Corsano,
Althea and Donna,
The Move,
Popol Vuh,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Harry Pussy,
Infiniti,
T. Rex,
Robert Görl,
Grey Daturas,
the Germs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Amazonics,
The Grass Roots,
The Dirtbombs,
Sparks,
Rod Modell,
Barclay James Harvest,
cv313,
Animal Collective,
Quando Quango,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fatback Band,
Scratch Acid,
Rufus Thomas,
Lungfish,
Index,
Marmalade,
Gong,
Bill Wells,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Skaos,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Radiohead,
Arcadia,
World's Most,
The Doobie Brothers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Velvet Underground,
Camberwell Now,
Pagans,
Eric Dolphy,
Ituana,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Susan Cadogan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.