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 Guinea and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
the Human League,
Mark Hollis,
Toni Rubio,
In Retrospect,
The Evens,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Sheep,
Soft Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
Marvin Gaye,
Radiohead,
Tim Buckley,
Spandau Ballet,
Absolute Body Control,
Maleditus Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Buzzcocks,
Dave Gahan,
The United States of America,
Chrome,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lucky Dragons,
Goldenarms,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lindisfarne,
Sandy B,
Q and Not U,
Scott Walker,
Tomorrow,
Black Flag,
The Electric Prunes,
Mad Mike,
Aloha Tigers,
Rakim,
Brass Construction,
Panda Bear,
Second Layer,
John Cale,
Theoretical Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Shuggie Otis,
Todd Rundgren,
Adolescents,
LL Cool J,
Sällskapet,
Sarah Menescal,
Dennis Brown,
John Coltrane,
New York Dolls,
David Axelrod,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camouflage,
Aswad,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Neil Young,
Graham Central Station,
Livin' Joy,
Smog,
The Five Americans,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.