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 Solomon Islands and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Chris & Cosey to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Subhumans,
The Fall,
Boz Scaggs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pantaleimon,
The Raincoats,
Eurythmics,
E-Dancer,
Faust,
Vainqueur,
Con Funk Shun,
Can,
Ultimate Spinach,
These Immortal Souls,
The Tremeloes,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Warren Ellis,
Scratch Acid,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jeru the Damaja,
New Age Steppers,
Swans,
Ultra Naté,
Al Stewart,
Cybotron,
the Human League,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Echospace,
Mark Hollis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Reed,
Junior Murvin,
Liliput,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Skarface,
Bob Dylan,
Spoonie Gee,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rod Modell,
Livin' Joy,
Camberwell Now,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Simply Red,
AZ,
Ronan,
John Foxx,
Icehouse,
Yazoo,
Jacob Miller,
Fear,
Nico,
Bill Wells,
Tom Boy,
Section 25,
Monolake,
Bluetip,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.