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 Albania and from Mumbai.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the grunge 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Royal Trux,
Lalann,
Brand Nubian,
Nick Fraelich,
Symarip,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Soul II Soul,
Eric Dolphy,
Niagra,
Max Romeo,
Funky Four + One,
Scan 7,
Cheater Slicks,
Youth Brigade,
The Move,
Massinfluence,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
UT,
JFA,
The Durutti Column,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blossom Toes,
U.S. Maple,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sugar Minott,
Flipper,
Parry Music,
Faust,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tom Boy,
Panda Bear,
Lower 48,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ituana,
The Fire Engines,
Deepchord,
Soul Sonic Force,
Altered Images,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ice-T,
The Moody Blues,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fuzztones,
Moss Icon,
Lou Christie,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soft Machine,
Dead Boys,
Mr. Review,
Arcadia,
These Immortal Souls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Steve Hackett,
48th St. Collective,
Warsaw,
Roy Ayers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.