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 Sri Lanka and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 David Axelrod to the funk 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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Soft Machine,
Donald Byrd,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Sheep,
Minor Threat,
8 Eyed Spy,
The American Breed,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Freddie Wadling,
The Toasters,
Rakim,
Nick Fraelich,
The Five Americans,
Audionom,
The Stooges,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tears for Fears,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dead Boys,
The Leaves,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Supertramp,
Sam Rivers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kayak,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nik Kershaw,
Sun City Girls,
X-101,
B.T. Express,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Qualms,
Bobby Womack,
Mission of Burma,
Howard Jones,
Glenn Branca,
Massinfluence,
The Move,
The Offenders,
The Motions,
Jimmy McGriff,
Outsiders,
Kaleidoscope,
Rites of Spring,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Moleskins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Modern Lovers,
Ronan,
Con Funk Shun,
Magazine,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bob Dylan,
The Kinks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Essential Logic,
Judy Mowatt,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.