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 Burkina and from New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Lou Reed 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 The American Breed to the funk 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
K-Klass,
Drexciya,
Sixth Finger,
The Sound,
The Star Department,
Yazoo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Massinfluence,
Khruangbin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Basic Channel,
The Red Krayola,
Sex Pistols,
Kaleidoscope,
Simply Red,
Mad Mike,
The Saints,
Junior Murvin,
Metal Thangz,
Minutemen,
Wally Richardson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marmalade,
Cymande,
Dave Gahan,
Jacques Brel,
The Cramps,
Desert Stars,
Neil Young,
Yellowson,
The Fugs,
Qualms,
Bang On A Can,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gong,
La Düsseldorf,
Soft Machine,
Minnie Riperton,
Ornette Coleman,
Sun City Girls,
Suburban Knight,
Vladislav Delay,
The Gap Band,
The Raincoats,
Brothers Johnson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eurythmics,
Joensuu 1685,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cowsills,
Main Source,
Agitation Free,
The Fall,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul II Soul,
Eric Dolphy,
Lower 48,
cv313,
Excepter,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.