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 Cuba and from Glasgow.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Aaron Thompson to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Eve St. Jones,
Sugar Minott,
Duran Duran,
Radiohead,
Chris & Cosey,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Circle Jerks,
Kerri Chandler,
June of 44,
Brand Nubian,
Jimmy McGriff,
Animal Collective,
The Last Poets,
Model 500,
Bluetip,
Judy Mowatt,
Accadde A,
London Community Gospel Choir,
David McCallum,
the Germs,
The Move,
Crispian St. Peters,
Second Layer,
Prince Buster,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Throbbing Gristle,
Howard Jones,
The Grass Roots,
Smog,
Electric Prunes,
Anakelly,
OOIOO,
Roxette,
The J.B.'s,
T. Rex,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gichy Dan,
Marmalade,
Girls At Our Best!,
Al Stewart,
Delta 5,
Rites of Spring,
Archie Shepp,
Faraquet,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Sherman,
Excepter,
Unrelated Segments,
Dark Day,
Scientists,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
KRS-One,
The Seeds,
the Normal,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Urselle,
Neu!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Peter & Gordon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.