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 Czech Republic and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 AZ to the rap 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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gregory Isaacs,
Altered Images,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Grauzone,
Gastr Del Sol,
Japan,
Average White Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Donny Hathaway,
The Toasters,
the Human League,
Charles Mingus,
Das Ding,
The Standells,
John Holt,
Negative Approach,
Mad Mike,
Los Fastidios,
Lalann,
Spandau Ballet,
Maurizio,
Radio Birdman,
Nas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Goldenarms,
The Moleskins,
Dark Day,
Dave Gahan,
Mary Jane Girls,
JFA,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Beau Brummels,
Quantec,
Sun Ra,
Quadrant,
Soul II Soul,
Bobby Womack,
The Fall,
Cheater Slicks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camouflage,
Theoretical Girls,
Lyres,
Pierre Henry,
K-Klass,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
Davy DMX,
Harmonia,
Gang Green,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Slave,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.