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 Croatia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba 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 The Offenders to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Chris Corsano,
Roy Ayers,
the Normal,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Au Pairs,
Bill Wells,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Toni Rubio,
New Age Steppers,
Jacob Miller,
Hoover,
Lou Reed,
X-Ray Spex,
Electric Prunes,
Japan,
Iggy Pop,
New Order,
U.S. Maple,
Man Parrish,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Echospace,
The American Breed,
These Immortal Souls,
Max Romeo,
H. Thieme,
Ten City,
Heaven 17,
Lucky Dragons,
the Sonics,
the Bar-Kays,
Camberwell Now,
The Slackers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Newcleus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Aural Exciters,
David McCallum,
Masters at Work,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eddi Front,
Crooked Eye,
Nirvana,
Boz Scaggs,
Joe Smooth,
The Moody Blues,
The Selecter,
Icehouse,
Tom Boy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ronnie Foster,
Grey Daturas,
Moss Icon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Stereo Dub,
Pole,
Severed Heads,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.