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 Cambodia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron 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 John Coltrane to the disco 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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Juan Atkins,
Joe Smooth,
Todd Rundgren,
ABC,
The Shadows of Knight,
Make Up,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Letta Mbulu,
The Index,
The Buckinghams,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Radio Birdman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Piero Umiliani,
Yellowson,
Popol Vuh,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gang Gang Dance,
DJ Style,
Y Pants,
The Cowsills,
Deadbeat,
Unrelated Segments,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Youth Brigade,
Section 25,
Silicon Teens,
Michelle Simonal,
Mad Mike,
Sister Nancy,
Zapp,
Warren Ellis,
Gang of Four,
The Motions,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Iggy Pop,
John Cale,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bronski Beat,
Brothers Johnson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Negative Approach,
OOIOO,
The Gladiators,
Hoover,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Metal Thangz,
The Divine Comedy,
Sandy B,
Danielle Patucci,
Gerry Rafferty,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Zeros,
cv313,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Monks,
Bang On A Can,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Fuzztones,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.