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 South Sudan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Blancmange to the disco 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Joe Smooth,
Ten City,
Jeru the Damaja,
Minny Pops,
Echospace,
Judy Mowatt,
Malaria!,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Doors,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Arcadia,
Crispian St. Peters,
Soft Machine,
Motorama,
Tim Buckley,
Bobby Byrd,
Morten Harket,
Kerrie Biddell,
Japan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Index,
Skaos,
Bizarre Inc.,
a-ha,
Roy Ayers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Stereo Dub,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mark Hollis,
Joey Negro,
Sister Nancy,
Unwound,
Flipper,
Cal Tjader,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bill Wells,
The Beau Brummels,
Slave,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scott Walker,
Aaron Thompson,
Smog,
The Fugs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Grass Roots,
Guru Guru,
the Association,
Pere Ubu,
Gang Green,
Banda Bassotti,
Ken Boothe,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Y Pants,
The Tremeloes,
Dark Day,
Hasil Adkins,
The J.B.'s,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.