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 Thailand and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Moleskins to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skriet,
Johnny Osbourne,
MDC,
Scrapy,
cv313,
Tears for Fears,
Harmonia,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scratch Acid,
The Selecter,
Minutemen,
Boz Scaggs,
Charles Mingus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Red Krayola,
Jeff Lynne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
MC5,
Rekid,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gichy Dan,
The Buckinghams,
Alison Limerick,
Rakim,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Association,
Lyres,
Isaac Hayes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott Heron,
Subhumans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Brass Construction,
Arcadia,
Leonard Cohen,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
OOIOO,
Erasure,
A Certain Ratio,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kerrie Biddell,
Basic Channel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anakelly,
Bush Tetras,
Skarface,
Godley & Creme,
Gerry Rafferty,
Inner City,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Skatalites,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lightning Bolt,
The Gladiators,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.