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 Tonga and from New York.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe 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 The Move to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Derrick Morgan,
Saccharine Trust,
Byron Stingily,
Moby Grape,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sister Nancy,
Erykah Badu,
Rotary Connection,
Boredoms,
Banda Bassotti,
The Residents,
Fatback Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kerrie Biddell,
EPMD,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Velvet Underground,
Carl Craig,
Lindisfarne,
Soulsonic Force,
Goldenarms,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mo-Dettes,
Ornette Coleman,
Peter and Kerry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barrington Levy,
The Monochrome Set,
Supertramp,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gabor Szabo,
Marvin Gaye,
KRS-One,
Youth Brigade,
The Dave Clark Five,
Delta 5,
D'Angelo,
Reuben Wilson,
Nik Kershaw,
The Real Kids,
Anakelly,
Mad Mike,
DNA,
Neil Young,
The Beau Brummels,
John Lydon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Albert Ayler,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barry Ungar,
Clear Light,
The Shadows of Knight,
Shuggie Otis,
Grey Daturas,
China Crisis,
Jeff Lynne,
Terry Callier,
Morten Harket,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Raincoats,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.