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 Iceland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Soul Sonic Force to the jazz 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Archie Shepp,
Make Up,
James White and The Blacks,
Lakeside,
Tomorrow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Smoke,
Funkadelic,
Gang Green,
Swans,
The Mojo Men,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jawbox,
Jacob Miller,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Human League,
The Barracudas,
The Offenders,
John Cale,
Suburban Knight,
Boz Scaggs,
Alison Limerick,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Minny Pops,
Albert Ayler,
Quando Quango,
FM Einheit,
Altered Images,
Harry Pussy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kerri Chandler,
John Foxx,
Roy Ayers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Can,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Star Department,
Silicon Teens,
Sight & Sound,
This Heat,
Morten Harket,
Barrington Levy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
June Days,
Matthew Bourne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Blues Magoos,
Arcadia,
Scrapy,
Bill Near,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Idris Muhammad,
Eurythmics,
Blossom Toes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Reuben Wilson,
The Fall,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.