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 Brunei and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 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 Bobby Sherman 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tomorrow,
The Gap Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Iggy Pop,
Joensuu 1685,
Parry Music,
Masters at Work,
Aswad,
Henry Cow,
Amon Düül,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rites of Spring,
Pantytec,
Mad Mike,
Dennis Brown,
Grauzone,
Arab on Radar,
Delta 5,
Neu!,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
MC5,
Gabor Szabo,
Cheater Slicks,
Zapp,
Stetsasonic,
Mr. Review,
Quadrant,
Soulsonic Force,
Ornette Coleman,
cv313,
Pierre Henry,
Traffic Nightmare,
The American Breed,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Human League,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Womack,
The Remains,
Stereo Dub,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pulsallama,
The Beau Brummels,
Scrapy,
Archie Shepp,
The Modern Lovers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Angels of Light,
Drexciya,
Josef K,
John Coltrane,
The Golliwogs,
Gang Green,
Moby Grape,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.