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 Zambia and from Beijing.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba 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 Easy Going to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Janne Schatter,
The Vogues,
the Human League,
The Red Krayola,
Joe Finger,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Derrick May,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultra Naté,
Organ,
Lucky Dragons,
Reagan Youth,
Sugar Minott,
Marc Almond,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Hoover,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Harry Pussy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Junior Murvin,
Black Flag,
The Skatalites,
Peter & Gordon,
Slave,
Q65,
Curtis Mayfield,
Matthew Halsall,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lungfish,
Ossler,
Deadbeat,
Bobby Sherman,
Vainqueur,
The Cowsills,
The Tremeloes,
JFA,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scion,
Mr. Review,
PIL,
Ronan,
Animal Collective,
Morten Harket,
David Axelrod,
UT,
The Slackers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Audionom,
the Swans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Throbbing Gristle,
Au Pairs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dorothy Ashby,
Procol Harum,
Jacques Brel,
Brick,
Wally Richardson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.