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 Uganda and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Bobby Sherman to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Sex Pistols,
The Gladiators,
Ultravox,
X-Ray Spex,
The Neon Judgement,
Con Funk Shun,
Camberwell Now,
Bill Near,
Panda Bear,
Spandau Ballet,
The Residents,
UT,
Deadbeat,
Circle Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Duran Duran,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
X-102,
Ituana,
Neil Young,
Cal Tjader,
Jacques Brel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tubeway Army,
Popol Vuh,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Johnny Clarke,
Saccharine Trust,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fad Gadget,
The Fortunes,
Sun City Girls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Agent Orange,
Brothers Johnson,
Al Stewart,
Talk Talk,
The Dead C,
Eurythmics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rotary Connection,
Interpol,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Association,
The Wake,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jacob Miller,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nik Kershaw,
The Saints,
Bootsy Collins,
The Real Kids,
The Human League,
Ken Boothe,
The Gap Band,
Average White Band,
The Grass Roots,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.