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 Marshall Islands and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 organ 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 Massinfluence to the electroclash 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
The American Breed,
The Star Department,
Bootsy Collins,
Slick Rick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Barracudas,
Rites of Spring,
Tommy Roe,
La Düsseldorf,
Gichy Dan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Moebius,
Black Moon,
Joy Division,
The Tremeloes,
Metal Thangz,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Womack,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Motions,
Slave,
Todd Terry,
Mad Mike,
Man Parrish,
Brick,
Kurtis Blow,
Yellowson,
Colin Newman,
Gang Green,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sällskapet,
Monolake,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Darondo,
The Zeros,
Q65,
Scott Walker,
The Standells,
The Doors,
Section 25,
Sarah Menescal,
Talk Talk,
The United States of America,
Graham Central Station,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wolf Eyes,
FM Einheit,
Soft Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Excepter,
The Mojo Men,
Reagan Youth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eric Dolphy,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.