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 Cyprus and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cameo to the crunk 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Althea and Donna,
Cymande,
Donald Byrd,
Barry Ungar,
Hoover,
Electric Prunes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Drexciya,
Dual Sessions,
Eric B and Rakim,
Moebius,
Sugar Minott,
Eddi Front,
Heaven 17,
Cybotron,
JFA,
Eurythmics,
John Holt,
Judy Mowatt,
Rotary Connection,
Oneida,
Babytalk,
Q65,
Severed Heads,
Tears for Fears,
Wally Richardson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Urselle,
Parry Music,
Guru Guru,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jandek,
Henry Cow,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
FM Einheit,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marvin Gaye,
Siglo XX,
Mars,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
June Days,
Sarah Menescal,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dave Gahan,
Sonic Youth,
Bronski Beat,
Joyce Sims,
Grey Daturas,
Alton Ellis,
Average White Band,
Bad Manners,
Peter & Gordon,
Theoretical Girls,
The Sonics,
Roy Ayers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marc Almond,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.