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 Nicaragua and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Al Stewart to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Pus,
Tropical Tobacco,
Derrick Morgan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grauzone,
Man Parrish,
Rhythm & Sound,
Laurel Aitken,
John Foxx,
Brick,
Amazonics,
The Invisible,
K-Klass,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Five Americans,
The Busters,
Circle Jerks,
Delta 5,
Althea and Donna,
Rotary Connection,
La Düsseldorf,
the Association,
MC5,
The Associates,
Glenn Branca,
Faraquet,
DJ Style,
Josef K,
Chris Corsano,
Sugar Minott,
Chris & Cosey,
Echospace,
Quadrant,
Eden Ahbez,
A Certain Ratio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sällskapet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Shoche,
Siglo XX,
The Martian,
Swell Maps,
Jeru the Damaja,
Matthew Halsall,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Modern Lovers,
Slave,
Peter & Gordon,
Subhumans,
Bill Wells,
Slick Rick,
John Cale,
The Count Five,
John Coltrane,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Yusef Lateef,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gichy Dan,
The Mojo Men,
Nick Fraelich,
Q and Not U,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.