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 Argentina and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe 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 Gregory Isaacs to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Dave Gahan,
The Kinks,
Avey Tare,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sun Ra,
New York Dolls,
Suicide,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joe Finger,
The Move,
Scientists,
Max Romeo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Johnny Osbourne,
Zapp,
Lungfish,
Banda Bassotti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eden Ahbez,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Harmonia,
Robert Görl,
The Pop Group,
Wasted Youth,
Drive Like Jehu,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scion,
Das Ding,
Erykah Badu,
New Age Steppers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Skaos,
T. Rex,
Fela Kuti,
Moebius,
Eric Copeland,
Grauzone,
Sandy B,
Theoretical Girls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Index,
Bluetip,
Inner City,
Dual Sessions,
Funkadelic,
Rekid,
The United States of America,
Dawn Penn,
Blancmange,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Severed Heads,
Popol Vuh,
Oblivians,
Lucky Dragons,
Stiv Bators,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.