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 South Sudan and from Shanghai.
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 Mexico City and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Clear Light to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pylon,
Archie Shepp,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Cowsills,
the Human League,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Vainqueur,
The Techniques,
Neu!,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tommy Roe,
Ituana,
Tropical Tobacco,
Outsiders,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Silicon Teens,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
La Düsseldorf,
The Stooges,
Ronnie Foster,
Lalann,
The Blackbyrds,
The Mojo Men,
Rhythm & Sound,
Matthew Halsall,
Barbara Tucker,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brand Nubian,
Deadbeat,
Darondo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Young Marble Giants,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Electric Prunes,
Rod Modell,
AZ,
Anakelly,
Judy Mowatt,
Howard Jones,
Brick,
Glambeats Corp.,
Neil Young,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Television,
Crooked Eye,
The Gap Band,
Fatback Band,
Ten City,
Kerrie Biddell,
Byron Stingily,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Peter and Kerry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Simply Red,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bobby Sherman,
the Fania All-Stars,
UT,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.