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 Barbados and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Sällskapet to the techno 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Cameo,
Juan Atkins,
Howard Jones,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jandek,
B.T. Express,
In Retrospect,
Rotary Connection,
Camouflage,
Khruangbin,
Leonard Cohen,
Nirvana,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Sonics,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eve St. Jones,
The Buckinghams,
Soft Machine,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Intrusion,
Danielle Patucci,
Fad Gadget,
Slave,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hot Snakes,
Nik Kershaw,
Agitation Free,
The Fortunes,
Echospace,
Reagan Youth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hardrive,
Deakin,
The Names,
World's Most,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Steve Hackett,
Godley & Creme,
Suicide,
Slick Rick,
John Holt,
Tears for Fears,
Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moss Icon,
Underground Resistance,
The Cowsills,
Zapp,
Blake Baxter,
Robert Wyatt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sun City Girls,
Erykah Badu,
the Germs,
Yazoo,
Magma,
KRS-One,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.