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 Tonga and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
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 oboe 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 Television Personalities to the punk 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Selecter,
Lou Christie,
Young Marble Giants,
the Bar-Kays,
The Stooges,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kenny Larkin,
Tim Buckley,
a-ha,
The Vogues,
Public Enemy,
Sun City Girls,
Wire,
Barbara Tucker,
Grauzone,
Sandy B,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Cowsills,
Vladislav Delay,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ronan,
The American Breed,
Skriet,
Scrapy,
Yellowson,
Sonic Youth,
One Last Wish,
Main Source,
Sexual Harrassment,
Das Ding,
Andrew Hill,
Stereo Dub,
Pagans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Zapp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roger Hodgson,
CMW,
Minutemen,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Derrick Morgan,
Intrusion,
Ronnie Foster,
Quantec,
Altered Images,
Eric Dolphy,
Deadbeat,
The Moody Blues,
Piero Umiliani,
Rhythm & Sound,
B.T. Express,
Connie Case,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gabor Szabo,
Adolescents,
Crash Course in Science,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bootsy Collins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Boz Scaggs,
LL Cool J,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.