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 Tanzania and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Matthew Bourne to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
ABC,
Barry Ungar,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Grey Daturas,
Mandrill,
Donny Hathaway,
Bronski Beat,
Echospace,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Half Japanese,
The Tremeloes,
Peter and Kerry,
Eli Mardock,
Kevin Saunderson,
Accadde A,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Niagra,
The Searchers,
X-102,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Average White Band,
Tim Buckley,
Slave,
OOIOO,
Minutemen,
Black Pus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
kango's stein massive,
E-Dancer,
Joensuu 1685,
China Crisis,
UT,
The Barracudas,
Ohio Players,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yaz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Qualms,
Yazoo,
EPMD,
The Blackbyrds,
June of 44,
Swans,
Thee Headcoats,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Youth Brigade,
Suburban Knight,
Alice Coltrane,
Livin' Joy,
Camouflage,
Jimmy McGriff,
Young Marble Giants,
Rakim,
K-Klass,
Black Sheep,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.