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 Panama and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Guru Guru to the electroclash 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare,
Nils Olav,
The Fugs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eddi Front,
Heaven 17,
Hashim,
PIL,
Man Parrish,
Wasted Youth,
Livin' Joy,
The J.B.'s,
Saccharine Trust,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Black Dice,
Jawbox,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Electric Prunes,
Surgeon,
Accadde A,
Tomorrow,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Average White Band,
The Wake,
The Mummies,
Reagan Youth,
Arthur Verocai,
Mo-Dettes,
Fad Gadget,
Ten City,
Ronnie Foster,
Ossler,
The Tremeloes,
Alphaville,
The Saints,
The Slits,
Brothers Johnson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Newcleus,
Youth Brigade,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
U.S. Maple,
Inner City,
Aural Exciters,
cv313,
Panda Bear,
Yusef Lateef,
Camberwell Now,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Funky Four + One,
Tres Demented,
Mantronix,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
X-101,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sunsets and Hearts,
B.T. Express,
ABC,
Pierre Henry,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.