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 East Timor and from Manila.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare 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 Khruangbin to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Traffic Nightmare,
Infiniti,
Soul II Soul,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rufus Thomas,
Marine Girls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Toni Rubio,
John Holt,
FM Einheit,
Fear,
Eurythmics,
Joyce Sims,
Niagra,
Andrew Hill,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Offenders,
The Remains,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minor Threat,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Velvet Underground,
Aswad,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scrapy,
Eli Mardock,
Matthew Halsall,
Frankie Knuckles,
Colin Newman,
Pantaleimon,
The Gun Club,
Sandy B,
Technova,
New Age Steppers,
Desert Stars,
Isaac Hayes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Audionom,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Reed,
Roy Ayers,
Wally Richardson,
Ludus,
Wings,
The Pretty Things,
Absolute Body Control,
Nik Kershaw,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Underground Resistance,
Lalann,
Das Ding,
The Misunderstood,
B.T. Express,
Warsaw,
Kurtis Blow,
Unwound,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.