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 Yemen 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro 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 Scratch Acid to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Procol Harum,
Average White Band,
The Vogues,
Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül II,
The Cowsills,
Arab on Radar,
Zero Boys,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lightning Bolt,
Matthew Bourne,
Chris & Cosey,
Minutemen,
Bluetip,
Livin' Joy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Das Ding,
The United States of America,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
OOIOO,
EPMD,
James White and The Blacks,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Index,
Rekid,
Albert Ayler,
Depeche Mode,
Ice-T,
Kool Moe Dee,
Traffic Nightmare,
Schoolly D,
Piero Umiliani,
Alphaville,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Brand Nubian,
Josef K,
Buzzcocks,
Fad Gadget,
Joyce Sims,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Drexciya,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arcadia,
Royal Trux,
Man Eating Sloth,
Junior Murvin,
Amon Düül,
Warren Ellis,
Jawbox,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Soul II Soul,
New York Dolls,
The Trojans,
Los Fastidios,
The Tremeloes,
Crooked Eye,
Ken Boothe,
Oneida,
the Fania All-Stars,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fall,
Mars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.