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 Micronesia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Vainqueur 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joey Negro,
Groovy Waters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Vladislav Delay,
Marvin Gaye,
Graham Central Station,
Rotary Connection,
Fad Gadget,
Henry Cow,
Cymande,
Kas Product,
the Soft Cell,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ten City,
Suburban Knight,
The Monks,
The Modern Lovers,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Misunderstood,
Sparks,
Yusef Lateef,
Roy Ayers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
L. Decosne,
CMW,
Chrome,
These Immortal Souls,
Deakin,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Hood,
Warsaw,
Clear Light,
Flipper,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fugs,
New Order,
Q65,
The Neon Judgement,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Alice Coltrane,
Curtis Mayfield,
Shoche,
Absolute Body Control,
B.T. Express,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cheater Slicks,
Loose Ends,
Marc Almond,
Deepchord,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Erykah Badu,
Isaac Hayes,
Saccharine Trust,
The Moleskins,
Derrick May,
The Grass Roots,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.