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 Tunisia and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Electric Prunes to the electroclash 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Average White Band,
Mars,
Hasil Adkins,
X-102,
Subhumans,
Ohio Players,
The Shadows of Knight,
Quadrant,
Negative Approach,
Roxy Music,
Public Image Ltd.,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Five Americans,
The Human League,
Cal Tjader,
Brothers Johnson,
Nik Kershaw,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Adolescents,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Prince Buster,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Glenn Branca,
Roger Hodgson,
Ponytail,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Harry Pussy,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Smoke,
Los Fastidios,
Kurtis Blow,
Scion,
Quantec,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ten City,
The Music Machine,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Country Teasers,
Intrusion,
Popol Vuh,
Y Pants,
Minor Threat,
Laurel Aitken,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Star Department,
Steve Hackett,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Wyatt,
Ultra Naté,
June Days,
Public Enemy,
Bobby Womack,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tim Buckley,
Isaac Hayes,
Wings,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.