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 Czech Republic and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mojo Men to the rock 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Yellowson,
The Techniques,
Dual Sessions,
Shoche,
Deakin,
Idris Muhammad,
Nirvana,
Country Teasers,
Warsaw,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Monochrome Set,
The Modern Lovers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Motions,
Isaac Hayes,
The Index,
Kerri Chandler,
Steve Hackett,
John Cale,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scan 7,
the Bar-Kays,
Erykah Badu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Derrick May,
Terrestrial Tones,
Flamin' Groovies,
A Certain Ratio,
Radiohead,
Fear,
The Fortunes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Moss Icon,
Marvin Gaye,
Japan,
The Blackbyrds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Moleskins,
Cal Tjader,
Amon Düül,
Talk Talk,
Henry Cow,
Gong,
Shuggie Otis,
Barbara Tucker,
Funkadelic,
The Red Krayola,
The Fire Engines,
Minnie Riperton,
Basic Channel,
Newcleus,
The Tremeloes,
Electric Prunes,
Anakelly,
Alphaville,
Gang of Four,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Brass Construction,
Slick Rick,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.