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 Gambia and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Moody Blues to the grime 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Howard Jones,
Byron Stingily,
Soul II Soul,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Neon Judgement,
Simply Red,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Germs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blancmange,
Grauzone,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sex Pistols,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lindisfarne,
Ossler,
Inner City,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
MDC,
Heaven 17,
Gastr Del Sol,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Godley & Creme,
Nico,
Tim Buckley,
The Moody Blues,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
cv313,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ituana,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Duran Duran,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Japan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cecil Taylor,
Anakelly,
Neil Young,
This Heat,
Ronan,
Shoche,
Section 25,
China Crisis,
Pere Ubu,
Eric Copeland,
Interpol,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Slits,
The J.B.'s,
The Victims,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Velvet Underground,
Sonny Sharrock,
Spoonie Gee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Shuggie Otis,
Tom Boy,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.