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 Singapore and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Spandau Ballet to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Theoretical Girls,
Rufus Thomas,
Wally Richardson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bang On A Can,
Scientists,
the Human League,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eurythmics,
Marine Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Rod Modell,
Barrington Levy,
Lalann,
Wasted Youth,
Dawn Penn,
Technova,
Brothers Johnson,
Ludus,
Blancmange,
Byron Stingily,
Soul II Soul,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Normal,
Gang Starr,
Ornette Coleman,
Ituana,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Los Fastidios,
Alice Coltrane,
The Mojo Men,
Mary Jane Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
Eli Mardock,
Kaleidoscope,
The Wake,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lee Hazlewood,
Brand Nubian,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ossler,
Nation of Ulysses,
Inner City,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lou Reed,
These Immortal Souls,
Bobby Womack,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Derrick May,
Sexual Harrassment,
Roy Ayers,
Black Flag,
Ken Boothe,
Fugazi,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fuzztones,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.