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 Croatia 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 linndrum 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the crunk 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
Suburban Knight,
The Zeros,
Unwound,
Loose Ends,
Whodini,
Panda Bear,
The Motions,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kurtis Blow,
OOIOO,
Gichy Dan,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sam Rivers,
FM Einheit,
Outsiders,
Throbbing Gristle,
Adolescents,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Velvet Underground,
Motorama,
Rakim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pantaleimon,
The Fall,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
L. Decosne,
Nico,
Youth Brigade,
Funkadelic,
Depeche Mode,
The Associates,
Sexual Harrassment,
Porter Ricks,
The Invisible,
Black Flag,
The Standells,
John Foxx,
Saccharine Trust,
The Smoke,
Iggy Pop,
Black Sheep,
Heaven 17,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Basic Channel,
The Busters,
The Cramps,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Vogues,
X-Ray Spex,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lou Reed,
Thompson Twins,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eurythmics,
Soft Cell,
The Divine Comedy,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.