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 Laos and from Beijing.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 Joensuu 1685 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Sight & Sound,
Alphaville,
Joe Finger,
The Techniques,
Loose Ends,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Spoonie Gee,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Index,
Matthew Halsall,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Hasil Adkins,
Parry Music,
Roxy Music,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joey Negro,
UT,
Jeff Lynne,
Gong,
Funkadelic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fear,
Crime,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
DNA,
Hot Snakes,
Erasure,
Gastr Del Sol,
Zapp,
Lindisfarne,
Stereo Dub,
Chris Corsano,
The Human League,
Aswad,
Sparks,
Toni Rubio,
The Young Rascals,
Swell Maps,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Zeros,
Black Flag,
Prince Buster,
Symarip,
Minutemen,
Arthur Verocai,
Duran Duran,
Mad Mike,
Brothers Johnson,
Sonic Youth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lower 48,
Suburban Knight,
The Grass Roots,
Porter Ricks,
The Moody Blues,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Velvet Underground,
Dual Sessions,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.