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 Japan and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Nils Olav to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
The Invisible,
Todd Terry,
Japan,
Junior Murvin,
Boredoms,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Last Poets,
Mission of Burma,
Zero Boys,
Donald Byrd,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Animal Collective,
Anthony Braxton,
Y Pants,
Goldenarms,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Misunderstood,
The Seeds,
Roxy Music,
Babytalk,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jesper Dahlback,
PIL,
Aaron Thompson,
This Heat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mantronix,
These Immortal Souls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rites of Spring,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Christie,
E-Dancer,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Trojans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
June of 44,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cluster,
Aswad,
The Techniques,
Slick Rick,
Scratch Acid,
Ituana,
The Cramps,
Soul II Soul,
Don Cherry,
Dawn Penn,
D'Angelo,
Joe Finger,
Black Moon,
The J.B.'s,
Oneida,
Rotary Connection,
K-Klass,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.