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 Uzbekistan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 snare 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 Electric Prunes to the electroclash 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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Womack,
Jerry's Kids,
Fad Gadget,
The Fugs,
Ice-T,
Eddi Front,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Blackbyrds,
Index,
Trumans Water,
Charles Mingus,
Maleditus Sound,
Neu!,
ABBA,
Ponytail,
Ronan,
Scott Walker,
Sparks,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Foxx,
The Slits,
Yellowson,
Curtis Mayfield,
These Immortal Souls,
Urselle,
Lucky Dragons,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Christie,
Adolescents,
Motorama,
Bauhaus,
48th St. Collective,
Cal Tjader,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roxy Music,
Smog,
David McCallum,
Wire,
Dawn Penn,
Ken Boothe,
The Birthday Party,
Fear,
Lindisfarne,
Tubeway Army,
Average White Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Sam Rivers,
kango's stein massive,
Easy Going,
Eurythmics,
Jimmy McGriff,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Barbara Tucker,
Funky Four + One,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.