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 Comoros and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suicide record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Freddie Wadling,
LL Cool J,
Pantaleimon,
Avey Tare,
Technova,
Andrew Hill,
10cc,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun Ra,
PIL,
Faraquet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Association,
Ludus,
Dual Sessions,
Letta Mbulu,
Lyres,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Barracudas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hashim,
the Normal,
Rosa Yemen,
Delta 5,
New Order,
Das Ding,
Matthew Halsall,
Sällskapet,
Nas,
Ronnie Foster,
Throbbing Gristle,
Crispian St. Peters,
Moebius,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kayak,
Flash Fearless,
Skriet,
Swans,
Theoretical Girls,
Newcleus,
Deakin,
Sparks,
T. Rex,
Animal Collective,
Delon & Dalcan,
Clear Light,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marine Girls,
Cybotron,
Scott Walker,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Fire Engines,
Thompson Twins,
Warren Ellis,
Crime,
Suicide,
David McCallum,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.