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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes 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 Moss Icon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Scan 7,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Wings,
Soft Cell,
ABBA,
Patti Smith,
Magazine,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mary Jane Girls,
Spandau Ballet,
John Coltrane,
the Bar-Kays,
Little Man,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Monolake,
The Happenings,
Groovy Waters,
the Association,
In Retrospect,
Los Fastidios,
The Angels of Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Piero Umiliani,
Kaleidoscope,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aloha Tigers,
Lakeside,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Audionom,
Banda Bassotti,
Lou Christie,
Godley & Creme,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alton Ellis,
Soul II Soul,
Peter & Gordon,
Motorama,
CMW,
Bobby Womack,
Ituana,
Robert Hood,
Max Romeo,
Marine Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Swans,
The Cowsills,
The Misunderstood,
Symarip,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bang On A Can,
Curtis Mayfield,
Spoonie Gee,
Altered Images,
The Victims,
the Normal,
Nils Olav,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cybotron,
Pierre Henry,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.