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 Cape Verde and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Pet Shop Boys to the dance 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Easy Going,
Sex Pistols,
The Doors,
China Crisis,
James White and The Blacks,
Ultravox,
Barrington Levy,
Crime,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cecil Taylor,
Kayak,
The Smoke,
the Association,
The Sonics,
Tropical Tobacco,
Public Enemy,
Dorothy Ashby,
D'Angelo,
MDC,
Aswad,
Gang Starr,
Popol Vuh,
Unwound,
Ohio Players,
EPMD,
Sandy B,
Dennis Brown,
Godley & Creme,
The Cowsills,
Gregory Isaacs,
DJ Sneak,
Gastr Del Sol,
Terry Callier,
The Misunderstood,
Television Personalities,
Aloha Tigers,
Reagan Youth,
The Techniques,
kango's stein massive,
The Toasters,
Ituana,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sight & Sound,
T. Rex,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Pop Group,
Sun Ra,
Tomorrow,
Masters at Work,
Wings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Zero Boys,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cameo,
Al Stewart,
Skriet,
Bauhaus,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun City Girls,
Bobby Byrd,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.