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 Grenada and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bobby Sherman to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Martian. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Smog,
Subhumans,
John Cale,
Ronnie Foster,
One Last Wish,
Malaria!,
Arthur Verocai,
The Pretty Things,
Altered Images,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Suburban Knight,
JFA,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joe Finger,
The Toasters,
Erykah Badu,
The Star Department,
Marine Girls,
Soft Machine,
Wasted Youth,
Spoonie Gee,
LL Cool J,
Newcleus,
Animal Collective,
Agitation Free,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Laurel Aitken,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eddi Front,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Niagra,
X-101,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Fania All-Stars,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scion,
Electric Prunes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Deadbeat,
Fela Kuti,
Whodini,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
David McCallum,
Monolake,
Public Enemy,
T.S.O.L.,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Desert Stars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Skatalites,
This Heat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Television Personalities,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bang On A Can,
Aloha Tigers,
The Raincoats,
Soul II Soul,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.