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 Colombia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator 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 Yellowson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Franke,
Average White Band,
Electric Prunes,
Moss Icon,
The Misunderstood,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Heaven 17,
48th St. Collective,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marcia Griffiths,
Oblivians,
Radiohead,
Hardrive,
Soul II Soul,
Al Stewart,
Faraquet,
Charles Mingus,
Anthony Braxton,
Altered Images,
Erykah Badu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wolf Eyes,
Mantronix,
Nas,
a-ha,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobbi Humphrey,
June Days,
Saccharine Trust,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amon Düül II,
Symarip,
Spandau Ballet,
Isaac Hayes,
Babytalk,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Leonard Cohen,
L. Decosne,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Desert Stars,
the Germs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Detroit Cobras,
Quantec,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crispy Ambulance,
X-101,
Lungfish,
Sällskapet,
Sam Rivers,
Slick Rick,
Bob Dylan,
Graham Central Station,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mandrill,
The Move,
Juan Atkins,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.