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 Slovenia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare 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 Sugar Minott to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Organ,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fear,
Ronnie Foster,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Mad Mike,
The Neon Judgement,
Grandmaster Flash,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nik Kershaw,
Wings,
Bobby Byrd,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gerry Rafferty,
Crispian St. Peters,
Motorama,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kurtis Blow,
Jeff Lynne,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Easy Going,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Intrusion,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nico,
The Human League,
Brothers Johnson,
Godley & Creme,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Buckinghams,
June Days,
Pulsallama,
Monks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Con Funk Shun,
Sam Rivers,
Scan 7,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Groovy Waters,
Neu!,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Arcadia,
Roxette,
The Sonics,
Japan,
Cybotron,
Eddi Front,
Moby Grape,
Tom Boy,
Robert Görl,
Half Japanese,
Sarah Menescal,
Gang Starr,
Henry Cow,
The Invisible,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.