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 Equatorial Guinea and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 clarinet 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 Sister Nancy to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Nico,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bronski Beat,
Model 500,
Excepter,
Roxy Music,
Blake Baxter,
The Red Krayola,
Au Pairs,
Mantronix,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang Gang Dance,
Zero Boys,
Marine Girls,
Panda Bear,
Organ,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pole,
Television Personalities,
Oblivians,
Dual Sessions,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wolf Eyes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Gladiators,
Skriet,
Vladislav Delay,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Human League,
Bobby Sherman,
Barrington Levy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jimmy McGriff,
Archie Shepp,
Gang Green,
Monolake,
Altered Images,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Pus,
David Bowie,
Colin Newman,
Fear,
F. McDonald,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Chris & Cosey,
Maurizio,
Toni Rubio,
Bobby Womack,
Isaac Hayes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Freddie Wadling,
Smog,
Tommy Roe,
Scott Walker,
Erasure,
Janne Schatter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Metal Thangz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.