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 Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Icehouse to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Alphaville,
The Beau Brummels,
ABBA,
Shoche,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hasil Adkins,
Babytalk,
The Victims,
The Electric Prunes,
48th St. Collective,
Minnie Riperton,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Gap Band,
Tubeway Army,
Monks,
Unrelated Segments,
LL Cool J,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Echospace,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Oblivians,
Roxette,
Panda Bear,
Second Layer,
Roy Ayers,
The Monochrome Set,
Aswad,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Procol Harum,
Lower 48,
Kayak,
Joe Smooth,
Roxy Music,
The Fall,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Thee Headcoats,
Cymande,
The Buckinghams,
Model 500,
Chris & Cosey,
Cheater Slicks,
Dual Sessions,
Tom Boy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Matthew Bourne,
Sight & Sound,
Vainqueur,
Juan Atkins,
Letta Mbulu,
Funkadelic,
John Holt,
Shuggie Otis,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Robert Görl,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wasted Youth,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.