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 Algeria and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 T. Rex to the funk 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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
The Offenders,
The Seeds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deepchord,
Minor Threat,
John Foxx,
Maleditus Sound,
Magazine,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lindisfarne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Zapp,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
L. Decosne,
Prince Buster,
Groovy Waters,
Chrome,
China Crisis,
Flash Fearless,
EPMD,
Tommy Roe,
Kevin Saunderson,
Negative Approach,
Barrington Levy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tears for Fears,
Gang Starr,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kaleidoscope,
Brick,
Oneida,
Ultravox,
Ken Boothe,
Fela Kuti,
DNA,
Adolescents,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Searchers,
Section 25,
Can,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joy Division,
Warsaw,
Cybotron,
Los Fastidios,
Lightning Bolt,
The Skatalites,
Freddie Wadling,
Fear,
Television Personalities,
Rakim,
Tubeway Army,
Livin' Joy,
Aloha Tigers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Human League,
LL Cool J,
Pantytec,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.