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 Portugal and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin 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 Sugar Minott to the techno 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 the Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Michelle Simonal,
Pantaleimon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Can,
Boogie Down Productions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Audionom,
Negative Approach,
Dennis Brown,
Lalann,
Schoolly D,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fear,
Letta Mbulu,
Mark Hollis,
Absolute Body Control,
The Blackbyrds,
Ultravox,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
cv313,
The Victims,
Shuggie Otis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Trojans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cybotron,
Crooked Eye,
Interpol,
Freddie Wadling,
Kenny Larkin,
Darondo,
Das Ding,
Country Teasers,
Make Up,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mantronix,
Eurythmics,
Pere Ubu,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Electric Prunes,
Brothers Johnson,
Agent Orange,
Laurel Aitken,
The Raincoats,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
OOIOO,
Gang Starr,
Talk Talk,
Japan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Technova,
Minutemen,
B.T. Express,
Depeche Mode,
R.M.O.,
The Gladiators,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.