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 Saudi Arabia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin 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 Brass Construction to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quando Quango,
Traffic Nightmare,
Absolute Body Control,
Man Eating Sloth,
Infiniti,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Motions,
Nico,
DJ Style,
The Stooges,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scott Walker,
The Vogues,
Hoover,
Monks,
Q65,
Rufus Thomas,
Gichy Dan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
K-Klass,
Underground Resistance,
The Buckinghams,
The Leaves,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Royal Trux,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
AZ,
Joey Negro,
Marshall Jefferson,
Barry Ungar,
The Modern Lovers,
Chrome,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joe Smooth,
John Lydon,
Cybotron,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thee Headcoats,
Nick Fraelich,
Monolake,
Eric Dolphy,
The Misunderstood,
Depeche Mode,
Stereo Dub,
T. Rex,
Rites of Spring,
the Human League,
Camouflage,
The Mummies,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Fugs,
Au Pairs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.