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 Macedonia and from Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Blues Magoos to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Fluxion,
Moss Icon,
Thee Headcoats,
Byron Stingily,
Ice-T,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rakim,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Standells,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Bar-Kays,
Pharoah Sanders,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wings,
Davy DMX,
The Beau Brummels,
Agent Orange,
Marmalade,
Index,
Clear Light,
E-Dancer,
Jawbox,
Scratch Acid,
Popol Vuh,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deepchord,
Jesper Dahlback,
Judy Mowatt,
Essential Logic,
Derrick Morgan,
Jandek,
Grey Daturas,
Tres Demented,
Brothers Johnson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jacob Miller,
Nick Fraelich,
Barrington Levy,
Soul II Soul,
Letta Mbulu,
Man Parrish,
Soft Machine,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rapeman,
These Immortal Souls,
Marvin Gaye,
The Young Rascals,
Hasil Adkins,
Jeff Lynne,
Guru Guru,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiohead,
The Durutti Column,
Model 500,
Nirvana,
Vladislav Delay,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.