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 Equatorial Guinea and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin 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 Cure to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Gang of Four,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Outsiders,
Fear,
The Martian,
KRS-One,
Joyce Sims,
Bobby Byrd,
Pussy Galore,
Drexciya,
Malaria!,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Half Japanese,
Thompson Twins,
Trumans Water,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erasure,
Warsaw,
Pierre Henry,
Wings,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joey Negro,
The Pretty Things,
Bluetip,
The Human League,
Kaleidoscope,
Anthony Braxton,
The Residents,
Suburban Knight,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
T. Rex,
Sound Behaviour,
The Trojans,
Subhumans,
Mark Hollis,
Suicide,
Nick Fraelich,
Donny Hathaway,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Zero Boys,
Vladislav Delay,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chris & Cosey,
One Last Wish,
Black Pus,
MDC,
Soulsonic Force,
Eurythmics,
Glambeats Corp.,
Robert Görl,
Letta Mbulu,
The Smiths,
The Durutti Column,
Nas,
Soul II Soul,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Moebius,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ituana,
Bill Near,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.