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 Hungary and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Soft Cell to the electroclash 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Vainqueur,
The Litter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Order,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pere Ubu,
Reagan Youth,
Gong,
Agitation Free,
Michelle Simonal,
Ossler,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Gap Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Flag,
Accadde A,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yellowson,
John Cale,
Marvin Gaye,
The Saints,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Red Krayola,
Sixth Finger,
Leonard Cohen,
Flipper,
Negative Approach,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fela Kuti,
Charles Mingus,
In Retrospect,
Girls At Our Best!,
Alton Ellis,
Qualms,
Symarip,
Todd Terry,
Eddi Front,
Mars,
Ultra Naté,
Metal Thangz,
The Names,
Yazoo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Slave,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lalann,
Aaron Thompson,
Drexciya,
Schoolly D,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Reuben Wilson,
The Standells,
Clear Light,
Mad Mike,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Gladiators,
Scan 7,
June of 44,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.