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 Nauru and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Prince Buster to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marc Almond,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Faust,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Last Poets,
Agitation Free,
Joy Division,
Quantec,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Slackers,
Tomorrow,
Whodini,
Joe Smooth,
Zapp,
FM Einheit,
Royal Trux,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pierre Henry,
Kool Moe Dee,
Todd Rundgren,
Morten Harket,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Reagan Youth,
Nils Olav,
The Selecter,
Lindisfarne,
Nas,
Sixth Finger,
Motorama,
Rosa Yemen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Traffic Nightmare,
LL Cool J,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Seeds,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Second Layer,
Camouflage,
Tears for Fears,
the Germs,
Alton Ellis,
Minnie Riperton,
Rites of Spring,
Eric Copeland,
Franke,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bootsy Collins,
Jerry's Kids,
D'Angelo,
Youth Brigade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camberwell Now,
Joyce Sims,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Curtis Mayfield,
K-Klass,
Max Romeo,
Peter and Kerry,
Rufus Thomas,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.