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 Monaco and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ 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 Flash Fearless to the techno 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Agent Orange,
The Fugs,
Theoretical Girls,
Kayak,
Pussy Galore,
Newcleus,
Godley & Creme,
The Litter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ossler,
Flipper,
Model 500,
The Cure,
Excepter,
Piero Umiliani,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Darondo,
The Fire Engines,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bluetip,
Eurythmics,
Moebius,
Country Teasers,
Quando Quango,
Eden Ahbez,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Young Marble Giants,
The Vogues,
DJ Style,
These Immortal Souls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Techniques,
Outsiders,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nirvana,
Marvin Gaye,
Anthony Braxton,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Saints,
Carl Craig,
Cybotron,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scott Walker,
Vainqueur,
Warren Ellis,
Fear,
Das Ding,
Livin' Joy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Television,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Chrome,
Gang Starr,
Wasted Youth,
Fluxion,
Marine Girls,
The Names,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tres Demented,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.