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 Kiribati and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Prince Buster,
Ronnie Foster,
Sun City Girls,
Scion,
Fad Gadget,
the Sonics,
Nick Fraelich,
Neu!,
Gang of Four,
The Monochrome Set,
Pantytec,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Mummies,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tres Demented,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Gladiators,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jeff Lynne,
Motorama,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ten City,
Judy Mowatt,
The Last Poets,
Moby Grape,
Index,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Smoke,
Wire,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Cale,
Tommy Roe,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Lydon,
Infiniti,
The Associates,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Victims,
Spandau Ballet,
Half Japanese,
Camouflage,
New York Dolls,
the Soft Cell,
Joy Division,
Duran Duran,
Brand Nubian,
Loose Ends,
Al Stewart,
Dennis Brown,
FM Einheit,
Hashim,
Amon Düül,
New Order,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rufus Thomas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.