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 Ghana and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 guitar 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 Gastr Del Sol to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Doors,
Crooked Eye,
Accadde A,
Godley & Creme,
The Barracudas,
The Grass Roots,
Ituana,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Terrestrial Tones,
Brass Construction,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Soft Cell,
The Wake,
Tomorrow,
The Cowsills,
June of 44,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soul II Soul,
Ultra Naté,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mars,
Slick Rick,
Ten City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
T. Rex,
Pole,
Avey Tare,
Anakelly,
Fela Kuti,
K-Klass,
Funkadelic,
Graham Central Station,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Steve Hackett,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Aaron Thompson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Leonard Cohen,
Roy Ayers,
Fluxion,
Bad Manners,
Masters at Work,
Massinfluence,
Derrick Morgan,
Ornette Coleman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scan 7,
Eddi Front,
Morten Harket,
The American Breed,
The Selecter,
Jacob Miller,
Eli Mardock,
Loose Ends,
Hardrive,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.