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 Egypt and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Radio Birdman to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roger Hodgson,
Barbara Tucker,
Erasure,
Excepter,
Schoolly D,
Ronan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Reagan Youth,
The Fortunes,
DNA,
Cameo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Smiths,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Crash Course in Science,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Maurizio,
The Techniques,
Fear,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tubeway Army,
Joe Finger,
Black Pus,
Loose Ends,
Soft Cell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
PIL,
Freddie Wadling,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Malaria!,
Scientists,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jacques Brel,
Suicide,
Jeff Lynne,
The Cure,
The Moody Blues,
Funky Four + One,
Brand Nubian,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bad Manners,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Young Rascals,
The Velvet Underground,
China Crisis,
the Sonics,
Neil Young,
Reuben Wilson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fatback Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
New York Dolls,
The Tremeloes,
A Certain Ratio,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fire Engines,
Matthew Bourne,
The Star Department,
Sarah Menescal,
Man Parrish,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.