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 Sri Lanka 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Germs to the punk 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fugs,
Lou Reed,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rufus Thomas,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Accadde A,
Boz Scaggs,
Excepter,
The Durutti Column,
Ten City,
Fela Kuti,
cv313,
Hasil Adkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lee Hazlewood,
Tomorrow,
The Barracudas,
Niagra,
The Names,
Parry Music,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The American Breed,
Kerri Chandler,
Los Fastidios,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Procol Harum,
Roxy Music,
Franke,
Negative Approach,
Ronnie Foster,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Derrick Morgan,
New Order,
Grauzone,
Flipper,
The Young Rascals,
Susan Cadogan,
Todd Terry,
Mad Mike,
Schoolly D,
Lindisfarne,
Marvin Gaye,
Banda Bassotti,
Suburban Knight,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mars,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pussy Galore,
Black Pus,
Donny Hathaway,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Slits,
Au Pairs,
The Black Dice,
Buzzcocks,
Gichy Dan,
the Human League,
Janne Schatter,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.