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 Morocco and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Mary Jane Girls to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Marc Almond,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Glenn Branca,
EPMD,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Public Image Ltd.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hardrive,
Archie Shepp,
Intrusion,
Jacob Miller,
Isaac Hayes,
Trumans Water,
Hoover,
the Normal,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
Danielle Patucci,
Japan,
Smog,
Lalo Schifrin,
Radio Birdman,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
UT,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Minor Threat,
The Doors,
Maleditus Sound,
Vainqueur,
Arab on Radar,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tom Boy,
Echospace,
Rod Modell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
ABC,
Eurythmics,
Ponytail,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Audionom,
F. McDonald,
Bootsy Collins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Wolf Eyes,
Marmalade,
Quantec,
Lalann,
The Index,
Soul II Soul,
Crispy Ambulance,
Wire,
Bush Tetras,
Whodini,
Section 25,
T. Rex,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fuzztones,
Susan Cadogan,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.