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 Lithuania and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the jazz 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Judy Mowatt,
Pulsallama,
LL Cool J,
X-101,
Throbbing Gristle,
Y Pants,
Yellowson,
Sugar Minott,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Flipper,
Flash Fearless,
The Martian,
Derrick Morgan,
The Zeros,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Von Mondo,
Black Pus,
Bluetip,
Erykah Badu,
Tim Buckley,
AZ,
The Busters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ice-T,
The Trojans,
The Fortunes,
The Last Poets,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Faraquet,
Nick Fraelich,
Robert Görl,
Slick Rick,
Barrington Levy,
Drexciya,
Bang On A Can,
Parry Music,
Bobby Sherman,
The Barracudas,
Crooked Eye,
John Foxx,
Joe Smooth,
Zapp,
Glambeats Corp.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Second Layer,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
K-Klass,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roxette,
The Knickerbockers,
Motorama,
Lyres,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.