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 Nigeria and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skarface to the crunk 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
The Vogues,
Ohio Players,
Jerry's Kids,
Camberwell Now,
Matthew Bourne,
Bang On A Can,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Essential Logic,
Warren Ellis,
Main Source,
the Germs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Inner City,
UT,
The Smoke,
Grey Daturas,
Mark Hollis,
Moss Icon,
The Blues Magoos,
Man Parrish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dark Day,
Alice Coltrane,
10cc,
Gang Gang Dance,
DNA,
The New Christs,
Fear,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jacob Miller,
Minutemen,
Los Fastidios,
Stiv Bators,
EPMD,
Rekid,
H. Thieme,
Minny Pops,
Heaven 17,
Erasure,
Alison Limerick,
Ten City,
Blake Baxter,
A Flock of Seagulls,
X-Ray Spex,
Wally Richardson,
X-102,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Brick,
Fluxion,
Magma,
Amazonics,
Neil Young,
Joe Finger,
Theoretical Girls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Roxy Music,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.