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 Russia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Barracudas to the rap 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sun Ra,
The Zeros,
U.S. Maple,
Scott Walker,
Simply Red,
The Busters,
Ken Boothe,
Al Stewart,
Jawbox,
Aural Exciters,
Quadrant,
Skaos,
Minny Pops,
Sun City Girls,
Tubeway Army,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fela Kuti,
Be Bop Deluxe,
K-Klass,
Lindisfarne,
Grauzone,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Yazoo,
FM Einheit,
Wire,
Marshall Jefferson,
Smog,
The Vogues,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Qualms,
Easy Going,
Slave,
Oneida,
Shuggie Otis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Animal Collective,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Dirtbombs,
Second Layer,
Peter and Kerry,
Ituana,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rakim,
Alice Coltrane,
The American Breed,
Max Romeo,
Warsaw,
Jeff Lynne,
Barrington Levy,
Glenn Branca,
Liliput,
Metal Thangz,
Los Fastidios,
Subhumans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Music Machine,
The Index,
Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.