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 Pakistan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Curtis Mayfield to the punk 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Last Poets,
Jacques Brel,
Lindisfarne,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yellowson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tears for Fears,
Ossler,
The Grass Roots,
The Index,
8 Eyed Spy,
Hasil Adkins,
The Raincoats,
Gabor Szabo,
Severed Heads,
Hardrive,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wasted Youth,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Todd Terry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nik Kershaw,
cv313,
The Gap Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mo-Dettes,
One Last Wish,
Babytalk,
Nirvana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Silicon Teens,
Laurel Aitken,
The Five Americans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeff Lynne,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kaleidoscope,
Massinfluence,
Ralphi Rosario,
Buzzcocks,
Kurtis Blow,
New Order,
EPMD,
Judy Mowatt,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Niagra,
Warsaw,
Y Pants,
Model 500,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Oneida,
Newcleus,
The Birthday Party,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Christie,
Urselle,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.