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 Brunei and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin 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 In Retrospect to the funk 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Funky Four + One,
The Electric Prunes,
Young Marble Giants,
Juan Atkins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Trumans Water,
The Index,
Banda Bassotti,
Colin Newman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Parry Music,
UT,
Quando Quango,
Ronnie Foster,
Silicon Teens,
Loose Ends,
Gang of Four,
Joensuu 1685,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Christie,
Supertramp,
Reagan Youth,
Mad Mike,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Blake Baxter,
Fatback Band,
Dual Sessions,
Soulsonic Force,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Patti Smith,
Roxette,
Spandau Ballet,
Pantytec,
The Music Machine,
Make Up,
Soft Cell,
Laurel Aitken,
Flipper,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bill Wells,
Eurythmics,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sound Behaviour,
David Axelrod,
Cymande,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Harry Pussy,
Scan 7,
AZ,
Drive Like Jehu,
Crime,
Q and Not U,
The New Christs,
The Grass Roots,
The Fire Engines,
Ken Boothe,
Tom Boy,
Black Moon,
the Soft Cell,
The Mojo Men,
Shoche,
Das Ding,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.