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 Lithuania and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Kurtis Blow to the grunge 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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Nils Olav,
The Golliwogs,
John Coltrane,
Bob Dylan,
Joe Finger,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Flash Fearless,
Joe Smooth,
Freddie Wadling,
Juan Atkins,
Sexual Harrassment,
Neil Young,
K-Klass,
Symarip,
Al Stewart,
cv313,
Nas,
Wings,
A Certain Ratio,
Amazonics,
Icehouse,
Tom Boy,
X-Ray Spex,
Ultravox,
Gastr Del Sol,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Little Man,
Qualms,
Hoover,
Erasure,
the Human League,
Rakim,
Aswad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
R.M.O.,
The Cowsills,
The Barracudas,
Boz Scaggs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Guru Guru,
Blake Baxter,
kango's stein massive,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sun City Girls,
Bobby Byrd,
Chris & Cosey,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rufus Thomas,
Theoretical Girls,
Connie Case,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Womack,
Fear,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Black Bananas,
The Seeds,
MC5,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.