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 Singapore and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Busters to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dual Sessions,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lungfish,
Harry Pussy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Germs,
The Happenings,
Steve Hackett,
Rod Modell,
Alice Coltrane,
Guru Guru,
Roy Ayers,
Mad Mike,
Minutemen,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Flipper,
Chris & Cosey,
Prince Buster,
Alphaville,
The Fuzztones,
Con Funk Shun,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Max Romeo,
Yusef Lateef,
Blancmange,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rosa Yemen,
Quantec,
The Slits,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pagans,
Japan,
Amon Düül II,
Al Stewart,
Moss Icon,
Loose Ends,
Half Japanese,
Jawbox,
Pet Shop Boys,
Swans,
Pantytec,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
DJ Sneak,
The Moody Blues,
The Cure,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Royal Trux,
Vladislav Delay,
Eric Dolphy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Martian,
Clear Light,
Ronnie Foster,
A Certain Ratio,
Barrington Levy,
The Victims,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.