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 Guinea-Bissau and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Fear to the grime 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Echospace,
Sun City Girls,
Steve Hackett,
L. Decosne,
Jeru the Damaja,
Masters at Work,
Derrick Morgan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Pretty Things,
The Birthday Party,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Von Mondo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gang Green,
The Velvet Underground,
Royal Trux,
Eddi Front,
Wasted Youth,
Junior Murvin,
Bootsy Collins,
This Heat,
Motorama,
The Doors,
Flipper,
Lightning Bolt,
Scott Walker,
Pere Ubu,
Unrelated Segments,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wally Richardson,
Faust,
Scan 7,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Donny Hathaway,
Gerry Rafferty,
Max Romeo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jerry's Kids,
Toni Rubio,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Vogues,
Pagans,
The J.B.'s,
Section 25,
Liliput,
ABC,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kurtis Blow,
The Associates,
Joey Negro,
Minnie Riperton,
The Sound,
Faraquet,
Rites of Spring,
Nation of Ulysses,
Beasts of Bourbon,
David McCallum,
The Young Rascals,
Panda Bear,
Warsaw,
Skaos,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.