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 Senegal and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Skatalites 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Moby Grape,
Soul II Soul,
David Bowie,
Unrelated Segments,
Chris & Cosey,
Brass Construction,
Peter & Gordon,
Crooked Eye,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The J.B.'s,
Derrick Morgan,
Deadbeat,
Ice-T,
Public Enemy,
Donald Byrd,
Country Teasers,
The Saints,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Swans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slave,
Inner City,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mad Mike,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Robert Wyatt,
The Real Kids,
Gastr Del Sol,
Funkadelic,
Scratch Acid,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fortunes,
Depeche Mode,
Eric Copeland,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lou Reed,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
David McCallum,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soft Cell,
Bronski Beat,
Livin' Joy,
CMW,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Arthur Verocai,
The Golliwogs,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cure,
Godley & Creme,
Roxy Music,
Absolute Body Control,
Outsiders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Susan Cadogan,
Trumans Water,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pole,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.