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 Chad and from Sao Paulo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare 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 Girls At Our Best! to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Al Stewart,
Ludus,
Rakim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Babytalk,
Lalann,
Liliput,
Scrapy,
the Swans,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fire Engines,
John Lydon,
The Wake,
Ornette Coleman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sandy B,
The Grass Roots,
Motorama,
Big Daddy Kane,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crispy Ambulance,
Amon Düül II,
Juan Atkins,
The Blues Magoos,
The New Christs,
Chrome,
Derrick Morgan,
Index,
Byron Stingily,
Camberwell Now,
Nas,
Kerri Chandler,
Nils Olav,
Oblivians,
Peter & Gordon,
Henry Cow,
X-102,
Cecil Taylor,
Arab on Radar,
Sam Rivers,
Tomorrow,
The Moody Blues,
The Zeros,
The Happenings,
Idris Muhammad,
Guru Guru,
Outsiders,
Faraquet,
Carl Craig,
Ituana,
L. Decosne,
Marine Girls,
Thompson Twins,
Zapp,
The Gladiators,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tubeway Army,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minny Pops,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.