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 Kosovo and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Jeff Lynne to the disco 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Clear Light,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barbara Tucker,
Fela Kuti,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Crooked Eye,
Blancmange,
The Detroit Cobras,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lucky Dragons,
New Age Steppers,
B.T. Express,
Marvin Gaye,
The Music Machine,
The Beau Brummels,
Vainqueur,
The Techniques,
The Real Kids,
Idris Muhammad,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Max Romeo,
Radiohead,
Rekid,
Barclay James Harvest,
Letta Mbulu,
Todd Rundgren,
The Young Rascals,
The Monochrome Set,
Fugazi,
The Black Dice,
The Associates,
The Vogues,
Drexciya,
Scan 7,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sonic Youth,
Isaac Hayes,
The United States of America,
Infiniti,
Simply Red,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fad Gadget,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joe Smooth,
The Fall,
MC5,
Black Bananas,
Supertramp,
Skriet,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Derrick Morgan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Moleskins,
A Certain Ratio,
LL Cool J,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Make Up,
Pole,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.