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 Denmark and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Curtis Mayfield to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bobby Womack,
Main Source,
The Gun Club,
Alice Coltrane,
Aswad,
Brick,
The Motions,
Todd Rundgren,
The Barracudas,
Lalann,
Clear Light,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jawbox,
The Real Kids,
X-101,
Radiopuhelimet,
Excepter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Babytalk,
The Velvet Underground,
Index,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deepchord,
The Vogues,
Man Parrish,
Ludus,
The Litter,
Cymande,
David Axelrod,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Goldenarms,
Cheater Slicks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scott Walker,
L. Decosne,
The Raincoats,
Porter Ricks,
Young Marble Giants,
Colin Newman,
X-Ray Spex,
Moss Icon,
Max Romeo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
James White and The Blacks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joy Division,
Mantronix,
Isaac Hayes,
Suicide,
Jesper Dahlback,
Whodini,
Slave,
Spandau Ballet,
Sparks,
Donny Hathaway,
Television,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wire,
Rufus Thomas,
Au Pairs,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.