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 Vanuatu and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Donald Fagen 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 Marshall Jefferson to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Arthur Verocai,
In Retrospect,
Sparks,
China Crisis,
Simply Red,
Scion,
Bad Manners,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Radiohead,
Lee Hazlewood,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tres Demented,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pere Ubu,
Barrington Levy,
Essential Logic,
Theoretical Girls,
Pole,
Jeff Lynne,
The Monochrome Set,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Residents,
Lou Christie,
Jawbox,
Tim Buckley,
LL Cool J,
Blossom Toes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Porter Ricks,
Pylon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pussy Galore,
Monks,
Marvin Gaye,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Knickerbockers,
John Lydon,
48th St. Collective,
the Bar-Kays,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Monolake,
Mo-Dettes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Severed Heads,
Traffic Nightmare,
Idris Muhammad,
Eddi Front,
Siglo XX,
Isaac Hayes,
K-Klass,
Brick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Soft Cell,
Black Bananas,
MDC,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.