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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Newcleus to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Pus,
Young Marble Giants,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nik Kershaw,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ohio Players,
Boredoms,
Marmalade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Urselle,
Spandau Ballet,
Junior Murvin,
The Dave Clark Five,
Swell Maps,
cv313,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pantytec,
Infiniti,
Brick,
K-Klass,
Bronski Beat,
Terrestrial Tones,
Monks,
Glenn Branca,
Reagan Youth,
The Golliwogs,
Mission of Burma,
The Slits,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jeff Mills,
ABBA,
Alton Ellis,
The Dead C,
Khruangbin,
Flipper,
The Music Machine,
the Human League,
The Raincoats,
David Axelrod,
Eric Copeland,
Shuggie Otis,
the Sonics,
Brand Nubian,
Vladislav Delay,
Crispy Ambulance,
Prince Buster,
Television Personalities,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scion,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Cure,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fugs,
Danielle Patucci,
Judy Mowatt,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Neu!,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lakeside,
Shoche,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.