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 Tajikistan and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Deakin to the dance 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Prince Buster,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fugs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Blake Baxter,
Index,
The Blues Magoos,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Hashim,
Soft Cell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Massinfluence,
Aaron Thompson,
Pere Ubu,
Basic Channel,
China Crisis,
Lalann,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Japan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
X-Ray Spex,
Talk Talk,
Leonard Cohen,
Mark Hollis,
Alison Limerick,
Trumans Water,
Cal Tjader,
kango's stein massive,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Happenings,
Spandau Ballet,
T. Rex,
The Cowsills,
Bill Near,
Quadrant,
Glenn Branca,
Howard Jones,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Five Americans,
Neu!,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Technova,
Man Parrish,
Siglo XX,
Todd Rundgren,
Davy DMX,
The Martian,
Von Mondo,
Cameo,
Erasure,
Reuben Wilson,
Silicon Teens,
Rekid,
Warren Ellis,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Mummies,
JFA,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.