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 Togo and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Busters to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pylon,
Cymande,
Dark Day,
Massinfluence,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Finger,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sexual Harrassment,
Delta 5,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Soft Machine,
Essential Logic,
Absolute Body Control,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Smooth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pantytec,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Matthew Halsall,
Robert Görl,
The Sonics,
Lou Reed,
Wire,
Index,
Barrington Levy,
Infiniti,
Dead Boys,
Piero Umiliani,
The Happenings,
Avey Tare,
Marine Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aaron Thompson,
Jawbox,
Monolake,
Laurel Aitken,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Stereo Dub,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Silicon Teens,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Surgeon,
Graham Central Station,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mad Mike,
Barry Ungar,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Sound,
Cecil Taylor,
Yusef Lateef,
Parry Music,
New Order,
Kevin Saunderson,
Janne Schatter,
Blancmange,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.