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 Morocco and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ten City to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Skatalites,
Interpol,
Gerry Rafferty,
Organ,
The Gap Band,
Brand Nubian,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pussy Galore,
Todd Terry,
R.M.O.,
Ornette Coleman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Royal Trux,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kurtis Blow,
Eddi Front,
Terry Callier,
Camberwell Now,
Wolf Eyes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Detroit Cobras,
Little Man,
the Slits,
Crooked Eye,
Moby Grape,
Minor Threat,
Blancmange,
Ponytail,
Hot Snakes,
Alphaville,
Howard Jones,
Circle Jerks,
Lalann,
Rotary Connection,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Electric Prunes,
The J.B.'s,
The Five Americans,
Cal Tjader,
Oneida,
Rosa Yemen,
Piero Umiliani,
Marc Almond,
Deadbeat,
Quantec,
Donny Hathaway,
Dawn Penn,
Thompson Twins,
Tom Boy,
Ludus,
Depeche Mode,
The Mummies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Average White Band,
New Age Steppers,
Man Parrish,
The Young Rascals,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Intrusion,
Sugar Minott,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.