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 Malaysia and from Madrid.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron 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 Rakim to the rock 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
This Heat,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Banda Bassotti,
Fela Kuti,
The Kinks,
Lakeside,
Reuben Wilson,
The Doors,
Boogie Down Productions,
Donny Hathaway,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Agitation Free,
Funky Four + One,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moby Grape,
the Sonics,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soul II Soul,
Sandy B,
The Moody Blues,
The Remains,
Gang Green,
Glenn Branca,
Procol Harum,
Arcadia,
Albert Ayler,
The Raincoats,
Essential Logic,
The Alarm Clocks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mantronix,
The Litter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Boredoms,
The Music Machine,
Oblivians,
The Angels of Light,
The Birthday Party,
Lebanon Hanover,
Toni Rubio,
Bob Dylan,
Thompson Twins,
Severed Heads,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cal Tjader,
Cecil Taylor,
The Techniques,
Rhythm & Sound,
Swans,
Adolescents,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Average White Band,
a-ha,
Delon & Dalcan,
Symarip,
Fatback Band,
Kas Product,
Urselle,
Archie Shepp,
Barrington Levy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.