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 Montenegro and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Popol Vuh to the electroclash 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Leonard Cohen,
Nirvana,
Ice-T,
Hot Snakes,
Ten City,
Guru Guru,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Electric Prunes,
Camouflage,
Ludus,
Babytalk,
Glambeats Corp.,
Little Man,
MDC,
The Gap Band,
Second Layer,
Neu!,
Fela Kuti,
Ronnie Foster,
Cybotron,
Banda Bassotti,
U.S. Maple,
Desert Stars,
Althea and Donna,
Moebius,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nik Kershaw,
Panda Bear,
Minutemen,
Boz Scaggs,
Nico,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hasil Adkins,
Alice Coltrane,
The Stooges,
Hardrive,
Amazonics,
Ultravox,
Ultra Naté,
Jandek,
Gang of Four,
Isaac Hayes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Idris Muhammad,
Wire,
Rapeman,
Pylon,
The Count Five,
Nick Fraelich,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Clear Light,
The Birthday Party,
Marcia Griffiths,
Crooked Eye,
Slave,
Max Romeo,
Chris Corsano,
The Five Americans,
The Victims,
Morten Harket,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.