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 Panama and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar 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 Ken Boothe to the dance 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Intrusion,
Nico,
Aswad,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Echospace,
Sound Behaviour,
Agent Orange,
China Crisis,
Sight & Sound,
Roxy Music,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brick,
Kenny Larkin,
Negative Approach,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wally Richardson,
Quadrant,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Clear Light,
The Fuzztones,
Newcleus,
The Blues Magoos,
Dead Boys,
Lindisfarne,
Byron Stingily,
8 Eyed Spy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Chris Corsano,
Accadde A,
The Angels of Light,
Black Moon,
Yusef Lateef,
Soul II Soul,
Ituana,
Ohio Players,
Lungfish,
The Offenders,
X-102,
The Walker Brothers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bobby Womack,
Joey Negro,
New Order,
The Evens,
L. Decosne,
The Associates,
Electric Light Orchestra,
June of 44,
MDC,
Infiniti,
Scan 7,
Goldenarms,
Arab on Radar,
Gang Starr,
Symarip,
Popol Vuh,
The New Christs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.