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 Monaco and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Gories to the techno 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Desert Stars,
Basic Channel,
Magazine,
D'Angelo,
Todd Terry,
AZ,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pole,
Minnie Riperton,
Lyres,
Sarah Menescal,
Surgeon,
Banda Bassotti,
Underground Resistance,
Crispy Ambulance,
Matthew Bourne,
Babytalk,
The Litter,
Swans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Moody Blues,
Fad Gadget,
Skarface,
The Smoke,
Ronan,
Can,
Anakelly,
Cabaret Voltaire,
June Days,
Clear Light,
Alphaville,
Minor Threat,
Sugar Minott,
Alton Ellis,
Rosa Yemen,
Theoretical Girls,
Scion,
Roxette,
The Flesh Eaters,
Spoonie Gee,
B.T. Express,
The Knickerbockers,
Sonic Youth,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
Yaz,
Mars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stiv Bators,
Juan Atkins,
Marc Almond,
the Normal,
Johnny Osbourne,
Carl Craig,
Cal Tjader,
Todd Rundgren,
Reuben Wilson,
Unrelated Segments,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.