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 Mozambique and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soul Sonic Force to the grime 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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Eric Copeland,
Alice Coltrane,
David Bowie,
John Holt,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soulsonic Force,
K-Klass,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
H. Thieme,
Black Sheep,
The Neon Judgement,
Surgeon,
Talk Talk,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Inner City,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Danielle Patucci,
Tom Boy,
Althea and Donna,
Cheater Slicks,
Toni Rubio,
Byron Stingily,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sällskapet,
L. Decosne,
Depeche Mode,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultravox,
Eric B and Rakim,
Adolescents,
Can,
Babytalk,
Jeru the Damaja,
Don Cherry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pussy Galore,
Janne Schatter,
Cybotron,
Half Japanese,
Deadbeat,
Sonny Sharrock,
Graham Central Station,
Eve St. Jones,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Y Pants,
Michelle Simonal,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
KRS-One,
The Remains,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Lydon,
Flipper,
Peter & Gordon,
Derrick May,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.