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 Croatia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ 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 Dawn Penn to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Techniques,
Delon & Dalcan,
AZ,
Eric B and Rakim,
Qualms,
Magma,
Von Mondo,
Hashim,
The Tremeloes,
Barrington Levy,
Pantaleimon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Althea and Donna,
Livin' Joy,
Shoche,
Blancmange,
The Fugs,
The Count Five,
Delta 5,
Eden Ahbez,
Bad Manners,
Bush Tetras,
Michelle Simonal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Motions,
Groovy Waters,
Amon Düül II,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Alice Coltrane,
The Birthday Party,
Lalann,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rosa Yemen,
Lyres,
T. Rex,
The Searchers,
Black Flag,
Robert Wyatt,
Mantronix,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ultravox,
Intrusion,
The Associates,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Funkadelic,
Organ,
48th St. Collective,
Laurel Aitken,
Rhythm & Sound,
MC5,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tres Demented,
The Electric Prunes,
Bobby Sherman,
8 Eyed Spy,
Reagan Youth,
Robert Görl,
Eve St. Jones,
Warren Ellis,
UT,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.