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 El Salvador and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba 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 Gerry Rafferty to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gong,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Spoonie Gee,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Misunderstood,
Barbara Tucker,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Byrd,
The Tremeloes,
Panda Bear,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Martian,
Jacques Brel,
Arthur Verocai,
Kaleidoscope,
New Age Steppers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Drexciya,
Ronnie Foster,
The Pop Group,
Joey Negro,
Gastr Del Sol,
Massinfluence,
Davy DMX,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Walker Brothers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Andrew Hill,
Dorothy Ashby,
Harpers Bizarre,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Detroit Cobras,
Quando Quango,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Count Five,
The Mummies,
Symarip,
Moebius,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Raincoats,
Mantronix,
Joyce Sims,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ludus,
Blake Baxter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun City Girls,
This Heat,
Howard Jones,
Tears for Fears,
The Stooges,
The Blackbyrds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.