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 Sudan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Matthew Halsall to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Pantaleimon,
John Coltrane,
Pantytec,
Agitation Free,
Saccharine Trust,
The Music Machine,
The Fuzztones,
Aswad,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Anakelly,
Country Joe & The Fish,
La Düsseldorf,
The Trojans,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Moleskins,
Duran Duran,
Yusef Lateef,
Yaz,
Brand Nubian,
Radio Birdman,
Skaos,
Brass Construction,
Clear Light,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Pop Group,
The Searchers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Monks,
The Doors,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
10cc,
Mandrill,
The Fall,
Schoolly D,
Derrick Morgan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The American Breed,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
EPMD,
Loose Ends,
The Techniques,
Tres Demented,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Spoonie Gee,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moebius,
Sällskapet,
Bobby Sherman,
One Last Wish,
Public Image Ltd.,
DNA,
The Divine Comedy,
Zapp,
Icehouse,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Todd Terry,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.