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 Spain and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Shoche to the jazz 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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Absolute Body Control,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
H. Thieme,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Cramps,
Average White Band,
Dennis Brown,
The United States of America,
The Vogues,
Jacques Brel,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Saccharine Trust,
Johnny Clarke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moebius,
Bill Wells,
Maleditus Sound,
Gichy Dan,
Davy DMX,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul II Soul,
Traffic Nightmare,
In Retrospect,
The Martian,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Motions,
Ronnie Foster,
Gil Scott Heron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hoover,
Stetsasonic,
The Associates,
DJ Sneak,
LL Cool J,
Oneida,
The Victims,
Gang Starr,
Easy Going,
Laurel Aitken,
The Standells,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Country Teasers,
Fela Kuti,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
James White and The Blacks,
Brothers Johnson,
The Invisible,
Desert Stars,
Ice-T,
David McCallum,
Unwound,
Deakin,
Crime,
The Smoke,
The Cowsills,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.