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 Georgia and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Easy Going to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Excepter,
Lakeside,
Altered Images,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nation of Ulysses,
John Foxx,
Suicide,
Scan 7,
Blake Baxter,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
New Age Steppers,
Marmalade,
Buzzcocks,
Godley & Creme,
Lightning Bolt,
Spoonie Gee,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Durutti Column,
OOIOO,
Television Personalities,
Letta Mbulu,
Mars,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roger Hodgson,
Massinfluence,
Quadrant,
Niagra,
Soul II Soul,
The Associates,
Pere Ubu,
Mission of Burma,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
T. Rex,
Soft Cell,
The Doobie Brothers,
Arab on Radar,
Minutemen,
Tomorrow,
The Modern Lovers,
Iggy Pop,
Roxette,
Alice Coltrane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kerri Chandler,
Warsaw,
Agitation Free,
Ornette Coleman,
New York Dolls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Moon,
The Victims,
The Residents,
Dave Gahan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Quantec,
LL Cool J,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.