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 Nigeria and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Leaves to the grime 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product 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 dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Scion,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pulsallama,
Thee Headcoats,
Von Mondo,
Organ,
E-Dancer,
The Sound,
Hardrive,
Ponytail,
Amazonics,
The Vogues,
Mo-Dettes,
Zapp,
Royal Trux,
The Martian,
Bobby Sherman,
Interpol,
Bronski Beat,
Harpers Bizarre,
Quantec,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Soul Sonic Force,
World's Most,
Sun City Girls,
The Music Machine,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fluxion,
Parry Music,
Isaac Hayes,
Grey Daturas,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roxy Music,
David McCallum,
Junior Murvin,
This Heat,
Scrapy,
Oneida,
Skarface,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tom Boy,
The Mummies,
Ronnie Foster,
Angry Samoans,
The Beau Brummels,
Mars,
The Mojo Men,
Subhumans,
The Golliwogs,
Robert Hood,
The Angels of Light,
Easy Going,
Moby Grape,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Donny Hathaway,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fall,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.