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 Brazil and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Slackers to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Shoche,
Fear,
Maurizio,
the Swans,
Ornette Coleman,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fire Engines,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minor Threat,
Funky Four + One,
Reagan Youth,
Grauzone,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Guru Guru,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pussy Galore,
Rufus Thomas,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lucky Dragons,
Joe Finger,
Darondo,
The Sonics,
Malaria!,
Bobby Byrd,
Dorothy Ashby,
Basic Channel,
Spoonie Gee,
The American Breed,
Skriet,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Moby Grape,
Fatback Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Connie Case,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Human League,
Crooked Eye,
Altered Images,
Adolescents,
Moss Icon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sixth Finger,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
LL Cool J,
Thompson Twins,
The Selecter,
Blossom Toes,
Aswad,
The Moleskins,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Crime,
Animal Collective,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gladiators,
Max Romeo,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.