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 Nigeria and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer 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 Young Rascals to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
Freddie Wadling,
the Fania All-Stars,
Accadde A,
Soft Machine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rakim,
Robert Hood,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Fall,
Aaron Thompson,
Funky Four + One,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cameo,
Unwound,
ABBA,
Niagra,
the Sonics,
Duran Duran,
Babytalk,
One Last Wish,
The Zeros,
Bush Tetras,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Hutcherson,
B.T. Express,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kerri Chandler,
Fugazi,
8 Eyed Spy,
Popol Vuh,
Bizarre Inc.,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kas Product,
Carl Craig,
the Human League,
Delta 5,
Johnny Clarke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Loose Ends,
MDC,
Rufus Thomas,
DJ Sneak,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gang of Four,
New Order,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ornette Coleman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Age Steppers,
Dawn Penn,
Mark Hollis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Golliwogs,
Blake Baxter,
Gregory Isaacs,
Aloha Tigers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.