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 Estonia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Arthur Verocai,
Jimmy McGriff,
Hot Snakes,
Ossler,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Intrusion,
Lyres,
Grandmaster Flash,
Whodini,
The Stooges,
Marc Almond,
The Index,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Monochrome Set,
Cameo,
Marine Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
David Axelrod,
Chris Corsano,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Patti Smith,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Thee Headcoats,
The Monks,
Television,
The Techniques,
Soulsonic Force,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Peter and Kerry,
Absolute Body Control,
Franke,
Boz Scaggs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mummies,
The Smoke,
Masters at Work,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hasil Adkins,
Ludus,
Roy Ayers,
Nas,
Gichy Dan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Cell,
The Blackbyrds,
The Gap Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Y Pants,
Circle Jerks,
Youth Brigade,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bush Tetras,
Howard Jones,
The Moody Blues,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.