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 Brazil and from Shanghai.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Black Pus to the dance 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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Nation of Ulysses,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cybotron,
Roxette,
Brass Construction,
Crispian St. Peters,
Negative Approach,
The Smiths,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Raincoats,
David Axelrod,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sex Pistols,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brothers Johnson,
Anthony Braxton,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
DNA,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Deepchord,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Funkadelic,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Happenings,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nas,
MC5,
Urselle,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Mojo Men,
Duran Duran,
Public Image Ltd.,
Patti Smith,
Scion,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Steve Hackett,
Tres Demented,
Maurizio,
Connie Case,
Pagans,
Section 25,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Sheep,
Marcia Griffiths,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Gladiators,
Fela Kuti,
Bronski Beat,
the Fania All-Stars,
Junior Murvin,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Hood,
Fear,
The Grass Roots,
Colin Newman,
The Gap Band,
Tomorrow,
Boogie Down Productions,
Josef K,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.