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 Montenegro and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
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 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar 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 guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Drexciya,
Jeff Mills,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Offenders,
Prince Buster,
Ornette Coleman,
The Moody Blues,
The Flesh Eaters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Minnie Riperton,
Henry Cow,
Jandek,
The Blackbyrds,
Bootsy Collins,
Bill Near,
Patti Smith,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Animal Collective,
Eve St. Jones,
Skarface,
Goldenarms,
ABBA,
The Divine Comedy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Guru Guru,
Avey Tare,
Rosa Yemen,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Drive Like Jehu,
Royal Trux,
a-ha,
The Trojans,
The Dead C,
Public Enemy,
Mandrill,
Niagra,
OOIOO,
Swell Maps,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
FM Einheit,
Cymande,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispian St. Peters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Intrusion,
Crooked Eye,
Mantronix,
48th St. Collective,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
EPMD,
Eric Dolphy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Scientists,
John Lydon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ossler,
Q65,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sam Rivers,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.