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 Mali and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Barrington Levy to the funk 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Charles Mingus,
Roy Ayers,
Marvin Gaye,
Sister Nancy,
Zero Boys,
The Fall,
Bizarre Inc.,
Neu!,
the Swans,
Dennis Brown,
Moss Icon,
Fatback Band,
Lou Christie,
cv313,
Bang On A Can,
The Skatalites,
Gabor Szabo,
James White and The Blacks,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Normal,
Ultimate Spinach,
Skarface,
Newcleus,
The Pretty Things,
Max Romeo,
The Dirtbombs,
Icehouse,
OOIOO,
Fluxion,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Urselle,
Frankie Knuckles,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Loose Ends,
The Black Dice,
Maurizio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
T.S.O.L.,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Juan Atkins,
The Martian,
Joy Division,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Dead C,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Talk Talk,
Au Pairs,
Iggy Pop,
Funky Four + One,
The Moleskins,
The Index,
Livin' Joy,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Last Poets,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Gun Club,
Mission of Burma,
The Doors,
UT,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.