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 Armenia and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 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 Main Source to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Hashim,
The Doors,
Basic Channel,
The Names,
Eurythmics,
Reagan Youth,
New Order,
T.S.O.L.,
Black Sheep,
Altered Images,
Mary Jane Girls,
Franke,
Pantytec,
Lower 48,
Bauhaus,
John Cale,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Japan,
Mandrill,
The Invisible,
Cheater Slicks,
Hasil Adkins,
Roxy Music,
Cal Tjader,
Y Pants,
Moby Grape,
Avey Tare,
Mr. Review,
Gang Green,
Theoretical Girls,
Hardrive,
Archie Shepp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Josef K,
Deepchord,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Arab on Radar,
The Leaves,
Deadbeat,
Delta 5,
A Certain Ratio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Quadrant,
Arcadia,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Amon Düül,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Mojo Men,
Aswad,
the Normal,
Cecil Taylor,
Public Enemy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Procol Harum,
The Fire Engines,
The Knickerbockers,
Minny Pops,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.