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 Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Gories to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
David Bowie,
Bang On A Can,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cluster,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eurythmics,
Sun Ra,
Nico,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Heaven 17,
Can,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bush Tetras,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sällskapet,
Kas Product,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minor Threat,
Fatback Band,
In Retrospect,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lyres,
Bootsy Collins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dawn Penn,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Derrick Morgan,
Mark Hollis,
Television,
Pierre Henry,
Carl Craig,
Yusef Lateef,
Tres Demented,
Traffic Nightmare,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Roy Ayers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pylon,
Interpol,
Joe Smooth,
Blake Baxter,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pole,
E-Dancer,
Cecil Taylor,
Talk Talk,
Banda Bassotti,
Yaz,
June Days,
D'Angelo,
Idris Muhammad,
Rapeman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wally Richardson,
Wasted Youth,
Moss Icon,
Siglo XX,
Johnny Osbourne,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.