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 Sudan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Joey Negro to the rock 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Godley & Creme,
Echospace,
Faust,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Aaron Thompson,
Scott Walker,
Andrew Hill,
Fatback Band,
China Crisis,
Erasure,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Simply Red,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Association,
New Order,
The United States of America,
Camouflage,
The New Christs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Q65,
The Shadows of Knight,
E-Dancer,
Harmonia,
JFA,
John Cale,
The Move,
OOIOO,
Tropical Tobacco,
Excepter,
cv313,
June of 44,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minny Pops,
Stiv Bators,
Gang Green,
Reagan Youth,
DJ Style,
Brass Construction,
Al Stewart,
Lower 48,
Gichy Dan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aswad,
Bobby Womack,
Gong,
Pussy Galore,
The Wake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
One Last Wish,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Görl,
Soft Cell,
The Busters,
Brand Nubian,
The Mojo Men,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.