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 Japan and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Harry Pussy 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Main Source,
Stereo Dub,
Judy Mowatt,
The Cowsills,
In Retrospect,
Tres Demented,
Talk Talk,
Roxette,
The Names,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Thompson Twins,
Eli Mardock,
Con Funk Shun,
Crispy Ambulance,
David Bowie,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Sheep,
The Selecter,
Desert Stars,
The Last Poets,
Maleditus Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Index,
Angry Samoans,
Pylon,
Little Man,
Idris Muhammad,
Warsaw,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roxy Music,
The Skatalites,
Althea and Donna,
Buzzcocks,
Minny Pops,
Loose Ends,
DNA,
Joe Smooth,
Scott Walker,
Silicon Teens,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fugs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pantaleimon,
Easy Going,
The Smoke,
Eric Copeland,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
JFA,
The Motions,
Underground Resistance,
Ornette Coleman,
Vainqueur,
Camouflage,
Pole,
Trumans Water,
Monks,
The Modern Lovers,
Cybotron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joyce Sims,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.