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 East Timor and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 sitar 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 Hoover 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Skarface,
Bill Wells,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
CMW,
Warren Ellis,
Flipper,
Loose Ends,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Grass Roots,
The Monochrome Set,
Von Mondo,
Sandy B,
Shoche,
Excepter,
Khruangbin,
Cecil Taylor,
Masters at Work,
Icehouse,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Cramps,
48th St. Collective,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sly & The Family Stone,
8 Eyed Spy,
Guru Guru,
The Mighty Diamonds,
China Crisis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Junior Murvin,
Camouflage,
The Wake,
Metal Thangz,
Country Teasers,
Ohio Players,
the Bar-Kays,
Suburban Knight,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ornette Coleman,
Tom Boy,
Todd Terry,
Henry Cow,
Eurythmics,
Scion,
Y Pants,
Gang Gang Dance,
Judy Mowatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gabor Szabo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Funky Four + One,
The Vogues,
Infiniti,
Funkadelic,
Black Sheep,
Magazine,
The Stooges,
Stetsasonic,
The Pop Group,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.