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 Ireland and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Roy Ayers to the jazz 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Parry Music,
Duran Duran,
The Gun Club,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Litter,
Jeff Lynne,
Warsaw,
Soft Machine,
Drexciya,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Index,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Quadrant,
Cymande,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Normal,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rekid,
The Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Rites of Spring,
Negative Approach,
The Five Americans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Blancmange,
Easy Going,
Chris & Cosey,
Section 25,
Mo-Dettes,
Connie Case,
Colin Newman,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Barrington Levy,
Depeche Mode,
Piero Umiliani,
John Coltrane,
Interpol,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eve St. Jones,
Panda Bear,
Hot Snakes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Technova,
John Lydon,
Yazoo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Evens,
Brass Construction,
Henry Cow,
Lindisfarne,
Adolescents,
The Golliwogs,
Boredoms,
Zapp,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Names,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Simply Red,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.