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 Cyprus and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jeff Lynne to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Patti Smith,
Rekid,
The Neon Judgement,
Johnny Clarke,
Pagans,
Black Pus,
Camouflage,
Marine Girls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
EPMD,
Ornette Coleman,
Unrelated Segments,
Pierre Henry,
Brand Nubian,
Visage,
The Fall,
Marvin Gaye,
Quadrant,
Accadde A,
The Golliwogs,
The Last Poets,
Clear Light,
Big Daddy Kane,
Prince Buster,
Fatback Band,
Al Stewart,
a-ha,
Scientists,
Make Up,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Skarface,
Silicon Teens,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Talk Talk,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jerry's Kids,
Monks,
Rosa Yemen,
Robert Görl,
Moss Icon,
Sight & Sound,
June Days,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Darondo,
Audionom,
Kurtis Blow,
Nas,
The Cure,
Soul II Soul,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tommy Roe,
Animal Collective,
Roy Ayers,
DJ Sneak,
The Monks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pussy Galore,
D'Angelo,
Can,
Delon & Dalcan,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.