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 Sri Lanka and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pole to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Blancmange,
Todd Rundgren,
The Human League,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eric B and Rakim,
Half Japanese,
The Shadows of Knight,
Young Marble Giants,
The Music Machine,
Barclay James Harvest,
Oblivians,
Buzzcocks,
Sällskapet,
Saccharine Trust,
T. Rex,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scrapy,
Delta 5,
The Kinks,
Camouflage,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gladiators,
Piero Umiliani,
Minutemen,
Whodini,
Los Fastidios,
Drexciya,
Nation of Ulysses,
Spoonie Gee,
Boredoms,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
8 Eyed Spy,
Black Bananas,
Clear Light,
Skarface,
Technova,
The United States of America,
Johnny Clarke,
The Birthday Party,
Vladislav Delay,
Ludus,
Royal Trux,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Buckinghams,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kas Product,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
X-Ray Spex,
Gang Green,
Jeff Mills,
Scan 7,
Lungfish,
Erasure,
Bang On A Can,
The Wake,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Moebius,
Donny Hathaway,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.