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 Namibia and from Lagos.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Erasure to the techno 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nas,
Dual Sessions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pantaleimon,
Electric Prunes,
Brick,
Al Stewart,
Neil Young,
The Electric Prunes,
Carl Craig,
The New Christs,
Hasil Adkins,
The Invisible,
Moebius,
Toni Rubio,
Radio Birdman,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Absolute Body Control,
Schoolly D,
Shuggie Otis,
Minor Threat,
John Coltrane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Slackers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ossler,
Todd Terry,
Lower 48,
Guru Guru,
The Angels of Light,
Khruangbin,
The Tremeloes,
Bobby Byrd,
The Index,
Model 500,
Slave,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Morten Harket,
Harry Pussy,
Surgeon,
Supertramp,
Tim Buckley,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Young Rascals,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Fugs,
David Bowie,
Rhythm & Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Wyatt,
Babytalk,
The Fall,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Human League,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scrapy,
The Leaves,
Yaz,
Alice Coltrane,
Sight & Sound,
Ponytail,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.