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 Philippines and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Roy Ayers to the electroclash 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Essential Logic,
Spandau Ballet,
Amon Düül II,
Sarah Menescal,
Leonard Cohen,
R.M.O.,
La Düsseldorf,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eric Dolphy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Television,
The Knickerbockers,
David Bowie,
Pierre Henry,
ABBA,
World's Most,
The Vogues,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Soft Cell,
ABC,
The Associates,
Idris Muhammad,
The Names,
DNA,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Urselle,
The Neon Judgement,
Bush Tetras,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Glambeats Corp.,
DJ Style,
Scan 7,
Letta Mbulu,
Pulsallama,
Colin Newman,
Depeche Mode,
The Searchers,
DJ Sneak,
Japan,
Sixth Finger,
The Pretty Things,
Toni Rubio,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cybotron,
Dawn Penn,
The Star Department,
Grauzone,
Main Source,
Marmalade,
The Red Krayola,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Second Layer,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.