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 Papua New Guinea and from London.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe 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 The Birthday Party to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Mars,
Minny Pops,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Moody Blues,
Kayak,
Todd Terry,
Minnie Riperton,
Alice Coltrane,
Chrome,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rites of Spring,
The Seeds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Slick Rick,
Rakim,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cluster,
Skaos,
The Gories,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ronan,
Scott Walker,
Ultra Naté,
Mad Mike,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kas Product,
A Certain Ratio,
Saccharine Trust,
Bill Wells,
Bobby Sherman,
Adolescents,
The Real Kids,
Alton Ellis,
Archie Shepp,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Yellowson,
Japan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Blake Baxter,
Metal Thangz,
Piero Umiliani,
Nick Fraelich,
Vainqueur,
David McCallum,
Black Flag,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cheater Slicks,
Easy Going,
Harmonia,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Steve Hackett,
Shuggie Otis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Duran Duran,
The Kinks,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantaleimon,
Intrusion,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.