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 Laos and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 harpsichord 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 The Alarm Clocks to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Bill Wells,
Minnie Riperton,
Graham Central Station,
Brothers Johnson,
AZ,
In Retrospect,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alison Limerick,
Smog,
DJ Style,
The Cowsills,
Reagan Youth,
Skarface,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Flag,
Yaz,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rakim,
Gang of Four,
Dual Sessions,
Jimmy McGriff,
Steve Hackett,
Jeff Mills,
The Music Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
China Crisis,
D'Angelo,
Popol Vuh,
Pagans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Chris & Cosey,
Ronan,
Lalann,
Toni Rubio,
Monolake,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rosa Yemen,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Archie Shepp,
Donald Byrd,
Kurtis Blow,
Outsiders,
The Golliwogs,
Bobby Sherman,
John Foxx,
Mr. Review,
Country Teasers,
Junior Murvin,
Bill Near,
The Toasters,
Public Enemy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marshall Jefferson,
Trumans Water,
Sarah Menescal,
Cal Tjader,
These Immortal Souls,
Agitation Free,
One Last Wish,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.