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 Dominica and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare 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 Pagans to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
LL Cool J,
Don Cherry,
The Residents,
Soul II Soul,
Kool Moe Dee,
Peter and Kerry,
Robert Wyatt,
Silicon Teens,
ABBA,
Fad Gadget,
Sarah Menescal,
the Human League,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Spandau Ballet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Prince Buster,
The Young Rascals,
Camberwell Now,
Kerri Chandler,
Eric B and Rakim,
Electric Prunes,
The Last Poets,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cheater Slicks,
The Tremeloes,
Steve Hackett,
Alice Coltrane,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Negative Approach,
The Monks,
The Beau Brummels,
Roy Ayers,
Con Funk Shun,
Todd Rundgren,
Minny Pops,
Loose Ends,
Make Up,
Gang Starr,
MDC,
Pole,
The Music Machine,
MC5,
David Axelrod,
Blossom Toes,
Swans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
48th St. Collective,
Idris Muhammad,
Mandrill,
Funkadelic,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.