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 Gabon and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the dance 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Tubeway Army,
Blancmange,
Young Marble Giants,
Hoover,
Amon Düül II,
David Bowie,
The Gories,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fad Gadget,
Mark Hollis,
T. Rex,
Matthew Halsall,
Rosa Yemen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jeff Mills,
Eve St. Jones,
Colin Newman,
Black Sheep,
The Evens,
Barry Ungar,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Swans,
the Association,
Skriet,
Soulsonic Force,
Wire,
La Düsseldorf,
Camouflage,
The Martian,
The Remains,
Brass Construction,
Ornette Coleman,
EPMD,
Fatback Band,
Bill Near,
X-102,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Arcadia,
Pantytec,
The Doors,
Warsaw,
Saccharine Trust,
Patti Smith,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dawn Penn,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Five Americans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Prince Buster,
Circle Jerks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Das Ding,
The Zeros,
Bobby Sherman,
Television Personalities,
David Axelrod,
K-Klass,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.