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 Cuba and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ 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 Organ to the grime 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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 Doors,
Fluxion,
K-Klass,
Hardrive,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Fugs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
FM Einheit,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Talk Talk,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Sheep,
Blancmange,
The Happenings,
Prince Buster,
Pantytec,
Sun Ra,
UT,
the Sonics,
Magma,
The Selecter,
Radiohead,
Loose Ends,
Motorama,
The Gun Club,
A Certain Ratio,
Warren Ellis,
Maleditus Sound,
Carl Craig,
Sonic Youth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nas,
Mars,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Infiniti,
Half Japanese,
The Mojo Men,
Rakim,
Depeche Mode,
Arcadia,
KRS-One,
Bobby Sherman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lebanon Hanover,
These Immortal Souls,
Drive Like Jehu,
Japan,
Terry Callier,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Dirtbombs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Human League,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Wasted Youth,
Suburban Knight,
Toni Rubio,
Guru Guru,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.