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 Mongolia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar 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 Kerrie Biddell to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
The Skatalites,
Loose Ends,
Anthony Braxton,
Robert Wyatt,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nas,
Ossler,
Roxette,
The Mojo Men,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cramps,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Young Rascals,
Unrelated Segments,
Curtis Mayfield,
F. McDonald,
The Blackbyrds,
Absolute Body Control,
Liliput,
10cc,
Crooked Eye,
Altered Images,
DJ Style,
The Mummies,
Lower 48,
The Angels of Light,
Franke,
LL Cool J,
Wire,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Sonics,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Motions,
The Move,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Gories,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Flesh Eaters,
Arthur Verocai,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Searchers,
Henry Cow,
Bill Wells,
Pantaleimon,
Ultravox,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deakin,
The Moody Blues,
Mars,
The Gun Club,
Brass Construction,
Marcia Griffiths,
Youth Brigade,
Fear,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Harmonia,
The Tremeloes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.