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 Togo and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kevin Saunderson to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Porter Ricks,
Amon Düül II,
Jacob Miller,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Trojans,
JFA,
Camouflage,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fela Kuti,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
L. Decosne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Amazonics,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Buckinghams,
The Fire Engines,
Au Pairs,
the Association,
Robert Hood,
Bush Tetras,
Unrelated Segments,
10cc,
Janne Schatter,
Lyres,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bronski Beat,
The Moody Blues,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Visage,
Parry Music,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Heaven 17,
The Zeros,
Thee Headcoats,
Neil Young,
Wasted Youth,
Skarface,
Suicide,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gap Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Average White Band,
The Knickerbockers,
the Normal,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joensuu 1685,
Supertramp,
Intrusion,
Warren Ellis,
Sällskapet,
Interpol,
Ralphi Rosario,
Arthur Verocai,
Steve Hackett,
Public Enemy,
Ponytail,
Ornette Coleman,
Harry Pussy,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.