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 Mauritania and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Byron Stingily to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Janne Schatter,
June of 44,
Massinfluence,
The Zeros,
Judy Mowatt,
Deepchord,
Byron Stingily,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Soft Machine,
Pole,
Cal Tjader,
The Tremeloes,
The Black Dice,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marcia Griffiths,
Section 25,
Inner City,
Sun City Girls,
Sällskapet,
The Fortunes,
Andrew Hill,
U.S. Maple,
Sun Ra,
Bobby Sherman,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Japan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Knickerbockers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Boz Scaggs,
Circle Jerks,
Tears for Fears,
Aaron Thompson,
The Names,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Invisible,
Funkadelic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quadrant,
A Certain Ratio,
Robert Hood,
Cybotron,
John Lydon,
Alton Ellis,
Fear,
Supertramp,
Schoolly D,
Adolescents,
Wire,
Goldenarms,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Selecter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marc Almond,
Parry Music,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.