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 Gambia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 The Moleskins to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Excepter,
Sun Ra,
Marmalade,
The Remains,
Yusef Lateef,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobby Womack,
Swell Maps,
The Dave Clark Five,
Malaria!,
the Human League,
Smog,
Unwound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Warsaw,
Steve Hackett,
Model 500,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Moody Blues,
The Misunderstood,
China Crisis,
the Association,
Alphaville,
Nirvana,
Minutemen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Neu!,
James White and The Blacks,
Mark Hollis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rosa Yemen,
Scan 7,
Fatback Band,
Charles Mingus,
Scientists,
Freddie Wadling,
Electric Prunes,
The Monks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ornette Coleman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Half Japanese,
Kayak,
Banda Bassotti,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Divine Comedy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Magma,
Y Pants,
Toni Rubio,
The Smiths,
June of 44,
James Chance & The Contortions,
EPMD,
PIL,
Black Bananas,
Ituana,
Hot Snakes,
John Lydon,
The Velvet Underground,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.