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 Iceland and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum 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 Camberwell Now to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
L. Decosne,
Quantec,
Anthony Braxton,
Goldenarms,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rotary Connection,
Fat Boys,
Crash Course in Science,
World's Most,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gil Scott Heron,
Trumans Water,
Pantytec,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rites of Spring,
Scion,
Jandek,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grauzone,
La Düsseldorf,
Minor Threat,
Black Sheep,
Minutemen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Make Up,
Donny Hathaway,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Reagan Youth,
Con Funk Shun,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Count Five,
The Moody Blues,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
David Bowie,
Roger Hodgson,
Deadbeat,
Ken Boothe,
Althea and Donna,
Rufus Thomas,
Youth Brigade,
Adolescents,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Mojo Men,
KRS-One,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Fuzztones,
The Dead C,
Ossler,
The Sonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bob Dylan,
The Red Krayola,
The Gories,
Whodini,
Shoche,
Outsiders,
Black Bananas,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lucky Dragons,
Radiohead,
Stereo Dub,
Rakim,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.