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 Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Groovy Waters to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
The Trojans,
Jeff Lynne,
New Age Steppers,
Hoover,
Model 500,
Soft Machine,
F. McDonald,
Ultravox,
Black Bananas,
The Cure,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Anakelly,
Cymande,
AZ,
Moby Grape,
EPMD,
Half Japanese,
Sällskapet,
Godley & Creme,
Can,
The Motions,
One Last Wish,
Arthur Verocai,
Connie Case,
X-102,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stetsasonic,
Desert Stars,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kayak,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mad Mike,
Skaos,
Al Stewart,
Yazoo,
Man Parrish,
Saccharine Trust,
The American Breed,
Terry Callier,
Guru Guru,
Siglo XX,
Warren Ellis,
Traffic Nightmare,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Groovy Waters,
Japan,
Bill Wells,
Audionom,
Albert Ayler,
John Foxx,
Rosa Yemen,
Erasure,
Rufus Thomas,
Aloha Tigers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Monochrome Set,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jeff Mills,
Fear,
Basic Channel,
Warsaw,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.