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 Uruguay and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
London Community Gospel Choir,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alice Coltrane,
Blake Baxter,
Prince Buster,
Traffic Nightmare,
Heaven 17,
Tubeway Army,
Drive Like Jehu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fear,
Quando Quango,
Aswad,
Eli Mardock,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wolf Eyes,
The Skatalites,
The Flesh Eaters,
Electric Prunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Chris Corsano,
Kerrie Biddell,
Von Mondo,
Supertramp,
Ten City,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Red Krayola,
Minutemen,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flamin' Groovies,
Quadrant,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rosa Yemen,
John Foxx,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bush Tetras,
Monks,
The Real Kids,
John Coltrane,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Robert Hood,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Second Layer,
Television Personalities,
Mo-Dettes,
The Busters,
Qualms,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Sheep,
Gang of Four,
The Offenders,
The Searchers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Names,
Deepchord,
Sarah Menescal,
OOIOO,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.