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 Ireland and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Happenings to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The American Breed,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
In Retrospect,
the Sonics,
Lakeside,
The Blues Magoos,
Jerry's Kids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Angry Samoans,
The Stooges,
Godley & Creme,
Derrick Morgan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Alison Limerick,
Chris Corsano,
Sparks,
The Star Department,
Scion,
Nas,
Black Bananas,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Sheep,
Eric Copeland,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fire Engines,
Eli Mardock,
New Age Steppers,
Index,
Depeche Mode,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rosa Yemen,
Amon Düül II,
cv313,
Ten City,
Half Japanese,
The Vogues,
Janne Schatter,
MC5,
Panda Bear,
The Modern Lovers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cecil Taylor,
UT,
The Techniques,
Wolf Eyes,
Derrick May,
The Happenings,
Lungfish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Simply Red,
Pylon,
Faust,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.