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 Maldives and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ 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 Toasters to the rock 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
The Birthday Party,
Electric Prunes,
Peter and Kerry,
Little Man,
Marmalade,
Chrome,
John Holt,
The Grass Roots,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
R.M.O.,
Parry Music,
Matthew Halsall,
Marvin Gaye,
Neil Young,
Alison Limerick,
Godley & Creme,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mars,
John Foxx,
Don Cherry,
Quantec,
Joe Smooth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joe Finger,
The Angels of Light,
Icehouse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dennis Brown,
Marc Almond,
Fad Gadget,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tubeway Army,
Cal Tjader,
Lakeside,
Livin' Joy,
Colin Newman,
The Gap Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Beau Brummels,
Grauzone,
Maurizio,
The Buckinghams,
Andrew Hill,
Hasil Adkins,
Ronnie Foster,
Second Layer,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
T. Rex,
Susan Cadogan,
Eric Dolphy,
The Knickerbockers,
The Cramps,
Erykah Badu,
Essential Logic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.