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 Montenegro and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 clarinet 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 Harmonia to the funk 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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Quadrant,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scrapy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Radiohead,
Aswad,
Nico,
the Soft Cell,
The Invisible,
the Human League,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scientists,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Matthew Halsall,
Make Up,
Moss Icon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Guru Guru,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soulsonic Force,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Remains,
Oblivians,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Andrew Hill,
Rakim,
Crispian St. Peters,
Erasure,
Aural Exciters,
Icehouse,
Minnie Riperton,
a-ha,
David Bowie,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Grey Daturas,
Slave,
Dave Gahan,
The Vogues,
Brand Nubian,
Lalann,
Gong,
Severed Heads,
The Cure,
Deadbeat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Smoke,
Jeru the Damaja,
Albert Ayler,
Popol Vuh,
Yellowson,
Stetsasonic,
The Techniques,
EPMD,
Erykah Badu,
Newcleus,
Camberwell Now,
UT,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.