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 Latvia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Toni Rubio to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Inner City,
The Count Five,
Underground Resistance,
Moebius,
Lou Reed,
the Human League,
Oblivians,
Technova,
Bronski Beat,
The Stooges,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rekid,
Duran Duran,
Magma,
Cluster,
Al Stewart,
Magazine,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Amazonics,
Drexciya,
Bauhaus,
Jacob Miller,
Rotary Connection,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Moody Blues,
Gang of Four,
The Mojo Men,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Gories,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Andrew Hill,
Soul II Soul,
Ronan,
Bobby Womack,
R.M.O.,
Tropical Tobacco,
The J.B.'s,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Doobie Brothers,
X-102,
The Cure,
Basic Channel,
The Motions,
The Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Massinfluence,
Byron Stingily,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Slits,
Juan Atkins,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Fuzztones,
Porter Ricks,
Roger Hodgson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
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.