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 Estonia and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Porter Ricks to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler 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?
Joe Smooth,
Audionom,
Zapp,
Dorothy Ashby,
Half Japanese,
Severed Heads,
Junior Murvin,
This Heat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marc Almond,
Parry Music,
Roger Hodgson,
Jeff Mills,
Jimmy McGriff,
Flash Fearless,
Prince Buster,
Johnny Osbourne,
Swans,
Thompson Twins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Infiniti,
Kayak,
The Skatalites,
Barrington Levy,
kango's stein massive,
the Human League,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Moon,
The Names,
Brick,
Barbara Tucker,
Scrapy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Buzzcocks,
Arab on Radar,
The Wake,
Slave,
Blossom Toes,
Essential Logic,
Ronan,
Ultravox,
The Victims,
Vladislav Delay,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Gap Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Zero Boys,
the Bar-Kays,
Au Pairs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Doobie Brothers,
Albert Ayler,
The Residents,
Scott Walker,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mo-Dettes,
The Toasters,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Gun Club,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.