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 Mongolia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 ABC to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Half Japanese,
Scan 7,
Scion,
Thee Headcoats,
Shoche,
Johnny Osbourne,
Radiohead,
EPMD,
Davy DMX,
Theoretical Girls,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
AZ,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed,
Tommy Roe,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Sound,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gories,
Camouflage,
Pantaleimon,
Sister Nancy,
Althea and Donna,
Trumans Water,
The Happenings,
Little Man,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pierre Henry,
Crispian St. Peters,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Moody Blues,
Newcleus,
Kas Product,
Soulsonic Force,
Buzzcocks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moleskins,
Bush Tetras,
The Gladiators,
Steve Hackett,
Peter and Kerry,
The Human League,
Q65,
Average White Band,
Alton Ellis,
Index,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
U.S. Maple,
The Alarm Clocks,
Y Pants,
Sound Behaviour,
Stereo Dub,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Finger,
Essential Logic,
Pere Ubu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Don Cherry,
Fela Kuti,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Brand Nubian,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.