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 Belize and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Black Pus to the funk 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
The Music Machine,
Babytalk,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rod Modell,
Sun Ra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
June of 44,
Rosa Yemen,
Country Teasers,
kango's stein massive,
Dead Boys,
Derrick May,
One Last Wish,
The Index,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
Lou Christie,
Patti Smith,
Brick,
Jerry's Kids,
Pole,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gong,
Minnie Riperton,
T.S.O.L.,
The Real Kids,
Judy Mowatt,
Quantec,
the Association,
Brand Nubian,
The Misunderstood,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bootsy Collins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scratch Acid,
The Evens,
Charles Mingus,
Lyres,
D'Angelo,
Faraquet,
Max Romeo,
the Swans,
Clear Light,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Foxx,
Flipper,
Smog,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
This Heat,
Susan Cadogan,
Alison Limerick,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Magma,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-102,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
B.T. Express,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.