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 Albania and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Halifax.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 Brothers Johnson to the punk 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Thompson Twins,
Royal Trux,
Todd Terry,
Scion,
The Toasters,
Rapeman,
Fluxion,
Schoolly D,
Scratch Acid,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Modern Lovers,
Panda Bear,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kurtis Blow,
Minor Threat,
These Immortal Souls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Isaac Hayes,
Soul II Soul,
Minutemen,
Chris Corsano,
Pet Shop Boys,
Khruangbin,
The Stooges,
Supertramp,
Cecil Taylor,
Masters at Work,
48th St. Collective,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Grass Roots,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Gories,
Ronnie Foster,
Japan,
Gong,
Newcleus,
Kerri Chandler,
Funky Four + One,
Skaos,
Matthew Halsall,
Ultra Naté,
Sällskapet,
Deakin,
Quantec,
Urselle,
Excepter,
The Gap Band,
Bobby Womack,
Arthur Verocai,
Lakeside,
the Normal,
Freddie Wadling,
Theoretical Girls,
The Pop Group,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yazoo,
Los Fastidios,
Hot Snakes,
Man Parrish,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.