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 Gambia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 synthesizer 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Josef K,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blake Baxter,
the Bar-Kays,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wolf Eyes,
Inner City,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nick Fraelich,
Amazonics,
Donny Hathaway,
E-Dancer,
Chris & Cosey,
U.S. Maple,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Busters,
Derrick May,
Henry Cow,
Gichy Dan,
Ituana,
the Soft Cell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Minor Threat,
The Grass Roots,
Ice-T,
Spandau Ballet,
Roxette,
The Mummies,
Kurtis Blow,
a-ha,
Jesper Dahlback,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Talk Talk,
Rufus Thomas,
Faraquet,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Smog,
Fela Kuti,
Amon Düül II,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fire Engines,
The Dirtbombs,
Qualms,
The Leaves,
Darondo,
Basic Channel,
Man Eating Sloth,
Shoche,
June Days,
Leonard Cohen,
Charles Mingus,
Grauzone,
The Offenders,
R.M.O.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fluxion,
The Zeros,
Kas Product,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.