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 Azerbaijan and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sun Ra to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Nils Olav,
Mad Mike,
Gabor Szabo,
Audionom,
The Toasters,
Bobby Byrd,
a-ha,
Sugar Minott,
Crash Course in Science,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mission of Burma,
Lou Reed,
Nas,
John Holt,
Cymande,
Bill Near,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sun City Girls,
Metal Thangz,
Kayak,
Davy DMX,
Loose Ends,
Yaz,
Marshall Jefferson,
Glambeats Corp.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sex Pistols,
Kerri Chandler,
Motorama,
Eden Ahbez,
Fat Boys,
Unwound,
Cheater Slicks,
Q and Not U,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Donald Byrd,
Todd Terry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sun Ra,
Cecil Taylor,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rapeman,
Visage,
Au Pairs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eric Copeland,
Electric Prunes,
The Raincoats,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barry Ungar,
Average White Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Symarip,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Oblivians,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crime,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Electric Prunes,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.