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 Italy and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Yaz to the techno 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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Zapp,
Aloha Tigers,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Star Department,
Shoche,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Half Japanese,
Steve Hackett,
Eric B and Rakim,
Todd Rundgren,
Susan Cadogan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Smog,
New Order,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scion,
Porter Ricks,
Aswad,
The Knickerbockers,
Bobby Womack,
Fear,
Chris Corsano,
Cheater Slicks,
Gang of Four,
Can,
Moebius,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Amazonics,
Thompson Twins,
Tom Boy,
The Mojo Men,
Wally Richardson,
Connie Case,
the Bar-Kays,
Crash Course in Science,
Siglo XX,
MC5,
Terrestrial Tones,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yellowson,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Martian,
Moss Icon,
Unrelated Segments,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Masters at Work,
The Tremeloes,
Quantec,
Brand Nubian,
Spoonie Gee,
Dawn Penn,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
This Heat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mark Hollis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.