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 Jordan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
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 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 The Pop Group to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
The Misunderstood,
The Smoke,
Little Man,
Roxy Music,
Minnie Riperton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick May,
Alice Coltrane,
Zapp,
Kurtis Blow,
Soft Machine,
Arab on Radar,
Harpers Bizarre,
Skaos,
Skriet,
John Foxx,
Isaac Hayes,
Pagans,
Bauhaus,
Al Stewart,
Jimmy McGriff,
Audionom,
D'Angelo,
Peter & Gordon,
James White and The Blacks,
Brothers Johnson,
The United States of America,
Panda Bear,
The Monks,
ABBA,
The Beau Brummels,
John Cale,
Reagan Youth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
E-Dancer,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
UT,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Aural Exciters,
Easy Going,
Talk Talk,
Anakelly,
Ronan,
Bush Tetras,
The Cure,
Boredoms,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Womack,
Quadrant,
Sound Behaviour,
Joy Division,
Lightning Bolt,
Howard Jones,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Agitation Free,
The Blackbyrds,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Motorama,
Gabor Szabo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Frankie Knuckles,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.