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 Luxembourg and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ 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 The Mojo Men to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
UT,
Rosa Yemen,
Radio Birdman,
Lebanon Hanover,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eurythmics,
Harry Pussy,
Guru Guru,
Tomorrow,
Todd Terry,
Anthony Braxton,
Technova,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Moleskins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
World's Most,
The Trojans,
Electric Prunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flash Fearless,
Reuben Wilson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Doors,
Accadde A,
Dead Boys,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Saccharine Trust,
Scan 7,
Deakin,
The Cramps,
Sonny Sharrock,
In Retrospect,
Harmonia,
Donny Hathaway,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pussy Galore,
June Days,
The Young Rascals,
The Mummies,
Ludus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Charles Mingus,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deepchord,
Model 500,
Television Personalities,
Jacob Miller,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bad Manners,
Gong,
Crispy Ambulance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Don Cherry,
a-ha,
The Black Dice,
Ohio Players,
Toni Rubio,
Alphaville,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.