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 Kuwait and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Godley & Creme to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Pylon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Essential Logic,
Fatback Band,
Young Marble Giants,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lalo Schifrin,
Excepter,
Stereo Dub,
Ossler,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kerri Chandler,
Archie Shepp,
The Blues Magoos,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mandrill,
The Gladiators,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ponytail,
Cybotron,
Cal Tjader,
Make Up,
Audionom,
The Names,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Chris Corsano,
The Residents,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nick Fraelich,
Minor Threat,
DJ Sneak,
Big Daddy Kane,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Mummies,
The Leaves,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Erykah Badu,
The Smiths,
Quadrant,
Vainqueur,
Aaron Thompson,
Hoover,
Dual Sessions,
Technova,
Peter & Gordon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deakin,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Echospace,
The Golliwogs,
Niagra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
Whodini,
Jacques Brel,
The Tremeloes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Desert Stars,
La Düsseldorf,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.