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 Saudi Arabia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer 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 Thee Headcoats to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fear,
The Raincoats,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Delta 5,
Piero Umiliani,
Kerri Chandler,
Pussy Galore,
The Misunderstood,
Electric Prunes,
Newcleus,
Faraquet,
Gichy Dan,
Aswad,
Deadbeat,
Ice-T,
Ken Boothe,
Chris & Cosey,
Ten City,
Minor Threat,
Fatback Band,
The Human League,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang of Four,
Lakeside,
Yusef Lateef,
Warsaw,
Franke,
Bill Near,
Black Moon,
John Lydon,
Alison Limerick,
Swans,
Cecil Taylor,
Neil Young,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Kinks,
T.S.O.L.,
Juan Atkins,
the Human League,
Groovy Waters,
Freddie Wadling,
Bauhaus,
Chrome,
Subhumans,
Visage,
Icehouse,
John Foxx,
Gong,
cv313,
the Sonics,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bob Dylan,
Scott Walker,
Don Cherry,
The Young Rascals,
Anakelly,
Hoover,
The Remains,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.