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 Syria and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin 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 John Cale to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
New Order,
Radio Birdman,
The Monks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sun City Girls,
Oblivians,
Alton Ellis,
Ten City,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Yellowson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cheater Slicks,
Junior Murvin,
Marine Girls,
Ornette Coleman,
Alison Limerick,
Robert Wyatt,
ABBA,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jawbox,
Sixth Finger,
Pet Shop Boys,
Harmonia,
New Age Steppers,
Robert Hood,
Tommy Roe,
Buzzcocks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eli Mardock,
Model 500,
Heaven 17,
Country Teasers,
Arthur Verocai,
Quantec,
The Red Krayola,
Skaos,
Fugazi,
Magazine,
Wolf Eyes,
Monolake,
The Neon Judgement,
Negative Approach,
Gang of Four,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dennis Brown,
Matthew Bourne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Essential Logic,
Ronnie Foster,
Marshall Jefferson,
Spandau Ballet,
Ituana,
Trumans Water,
Deepchord,
Funky Four + One,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.