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 Israel and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer 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 Radiopuhelimet to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Busters,
Rhythm & Sound,
Toni Rubio,
Jacob Miller,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Frankie Knuckles,
Michelle Simonal,
The Mummies,
Bush Tetras,
Cymande,
Technova,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Index,
The Invisible,
The Stooges,
The Dead C,
Patti Smith,
Kerrie Biddell,
June of 44,
The Standells,
Nils Olav,
Peter and Kerry,
Basic Channel,
Kool Moe Dee,
Iggy Pop,
Public Enemy,
John Foxx,
Average White Band,
Scion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Yaz,
Vladislav Delay,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bang On A Can,
The Human League,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Reagan Youth,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barclay James Harvest,
Subhumans,
Ituana,
The Grass Roots,
Wasted Youth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Flash Fearless,
Royal Trux,
Massinfluence,
Stiv Bators,
Peter & Gordon,
Prince Buster,
Fat Boys,
Cecil Taylor,
Echospace,
Anakelly,
Robert Hood,
Sex Pistols,
X-101,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.