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 Greece and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Roxette,
Spandau Ballet,
The Remains,
Kayak,
Fugazi,
Idris Muhammad,
Nick Fraelich,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Joyce Sims,
Marvin Gaye,
Quantec,
The Cowsills,
Grauzone,
Faraquet,
Soul Sonic Force,
Popol Vuh,
Bootsy Collins,
Althea and Donna,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Television,
Robert Görl,
Depeche Mode,
The Techniques,
Judy Mowatt,
X-101,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Funkadelic,
Y Pants,
Maleditus Sound,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Sound,
Quadrant,
Nas,
Rotary Connection,
The Count Five,
Yazoo,
The Pop Group,
10cc,
Neu!,
Stetsasonic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mad Mike,
Main Source,
Sound Behaviour,
The Divine Comedy,
Q65,
John Foxx,
Tommy Roe,
Peter and Kerry,
The Modern Lovers,
Johnny Clarke,
Guru Guru,
Porter Ricks,
Nirvana,
Intrusion,
Circle Jerks,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.