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 Moldova and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Con Funk Shun to the dance 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sparks,
Banda Bassotti,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Yazoo,
The J.B.'s,
Schoolly D,
The Fugs,
Albert Ayler,
Magazine,
Dawn Penn,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Count Five,
Ronnie Foster,
MDC,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lightning Bolt,
Bill Near,
Unrelated Segments,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Loose Ends,
Television Personalities,
Lou Christie,
Dual Sessions,
Fat Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
The Doobie Brothers,
Desert Stars,
Ultravox,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lindisfarne,
The Skatalites,
The Searchers,
FM Einheit,
UT,
Public Enemy,
Barbara Tucker,
Public Image Ltd.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Association,
Panda Bear,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Starr,
Depeche Mode,
Wolf Eyes,
Flash Fearless,
Gabor Szabo,
Byron Stingily,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Groovy Waters,
Alphaville,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Detroit Cobras,
Khruangbin,
EPMD,
Joensuu 1685,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.