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 Ghana and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 Groovy Waters to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Minny Pops,
Joe Smooth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Michelle Simonal,
Quantec,
Ultra Naté,
New Order,
The Black Dice,
Funky Four + One,
Von Mondo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fluxion,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Piero Umiliani,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eric Dolphy,
The Sound,
Bauhaus,
Lower 48,
Massinfluence,
Harry Pussy,
10cc,
DJ Sneak,
Scion,
Isaac Hayes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobby Sherman,
Angry Samoans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Almond,
The Golliwogs,
The Birthday Party,
Man Parrish,
Steve Hackett,
Metal Thangz,
Bob Dylan,
Ronnie Foster,
Motorama,
The Divine Comedy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Trumans Water,
Reuben Wilson,
The Monks,
Andrew Hill,
Peter & Gordon,
The Electric Prunes,
Moby Grape,
Grey Daturas,
The Index,
Basic Channel,
Spandau Ballet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Patti Smith,
Sound Behaviour,
Inner City,
Technova,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.