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 Mali and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba 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 oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The New Christs,
Procol Harum,
Ultravox,
L. Decosne,
The Durutti Column,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Banda Bassotti,
The Monochrome Set,
The Leaves,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Happenings,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sight & Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Move,
Saccharine Trust,
Morten Harket,
China Crisis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Five Americans,
Suburban Knight,
Scan 7,
Technova,
The Fugs,
Lyres,
Spoonie Gee,
Y Pants,
The Last Poets,
Harmonia,
Eurythmics,
Kenny Larkin,
Alphaville,
the Normal,
Sun Ra,
Amon Düül,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Stooges,
The Smiths,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ultra Naté,
Harry Pussy,
Reagan Youth,
Bill Wells,
Eddi Front,
Minutemen,
Soul II Soul,
Metal Thangz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scrapy,
The Invisible,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Joy Division,
Skarface,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.