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 Italy and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Mary Jane Girls to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dead C. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
The Sonics,
Marine Girls,
Gang Green,
The Kinks,
Sam Rivers,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Barracudas,
Arthur Verocai,
Trumans Water,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Wyatt,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Neon Judgement,
Kurtis Blow,
Shuggie Otis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scan 7,
Eric Copeland,
Rhythm & Sound,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sandy B,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Harry Pussy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lower 48,
Todd Terry,
The Saints,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eric Dolphy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Con Funk Shun,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Christie,
John Cale,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stereo Dub,
The Techniques,
Black Bananas,
Gang Gang Dance,
Stetsasonic,
The Dead C,
Ultravox,
Gang Starr,
Isaac Hayes,
Depeche Mode,
Radio Birdman,
The Moleskins,
Lyres,
The Selecter,
Darondo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ten City,
Kaleidoscope,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.