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 Argentina and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Salvador.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Desert Stars to the grunge 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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Eden Ahbez,
Tom Boy,
The Moleskins,
Public Enemy,
Sugar Minott,
The Offenders,
Average White Band,
Agent Orange,
Sight & Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Smiths,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Golliwogs,
The Gories,
Jerry's Kids,
Altered Images,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Germs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Carl Craig,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pierre Henry,
The Cowsills,
Smog,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
R.M.O.,
KRS-One,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bobby Sherman,
Flamin' Groovies,
Patti Smith,
Marine Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Adolescents,
David Bowie,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cure,
Babytalk,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Letta Mbulu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
EPMD,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Star Department,
The Searchers,
Joyce Sims,
Crooked Eye,
Section 25,
Parry Music,
Echospace,
Index,
Ken Boothe,
MC5,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Icehouse,
Pole,
Talk Talk,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.