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 Cape Verde and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Erykah Badu to the disco 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 Victims. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Kaleidoscope,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Steve Hackett,
The Durutti Column,
The Selecter,
Joy Division,
The Index,
Peter and Kerry,
Absolute Body Control,
Livin' Joy,
One Last Wish,
The Blackbyrds,
The Star Department,
The Smiths,
Moebius,
Sister Nancy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Michelle Simonal,
Dual Sessions,
Monks,
Minnie Riperton,
Television,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June of 44,
Dark Day,
The Mummies,
Loose Ends,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bronski Beat,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bush Tetras,
The Invisible,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Vogues,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scientists,
Reuben Wilson,
Idris Muhammad,
In Retrospect,
Negative Approach,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
La Düsseldorf,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dawn Penn,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arab on Radar,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joyce Sims,
Tears for Fears,
The Cowsills,
Vainqueur,
Ralphi Rosario,
Blake Baxter,
Bang On A Can,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.