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 Latvia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ 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 Hashim to the crunk 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
AZ,
The Remains,
David Axelrod,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lakeside,
June of 44,
Icehouse,
Bang On A Can,
Unrelated Segments,
Camouflage,
Jawbox,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Robert Görl,
Brand Nubian,
The Walker Brothers,
the Association,
Wings,
China Crisis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Depeche Mode,
A Certain Ratio,
Q and Not U,
the Swans,
The Pop Group,
Mad Mike,
Terry Callier,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Motions,
Eddi Front,
Aural Exciters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
a-ha,
The New Christs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sun City Girls,
The Doors,
Electric Prunes,
The Invisible,
Roxy Music,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stetsasonic,
Mantronix,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Spandau Ballet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Amon Düül,
Wolf Eyes,
Audionom,
Lindisfarne,
Mark Hollis,
Lucky Dragons,
Pet Shop Boys,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fear,
The Golliwogs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chrome,
The Barracudas,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
John Foxx,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.