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 Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Idris Muhammad to the dance 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Funky Four + One,
Unrelated Segments,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marmalade,
Shoche,
Tomorrow,
The Real Kids,
David Bowie,
Janne Schatter,
Scott Walker,
Flash Fearless,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sonic Youth,
The Birthday Party,
Intrusion,
Deepchord,
Pet Shop Boys,
Guru Guru,
Alton Ellis,
A Certain Ratio,
The Smiths,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Offenders,
Anakelly,
Crooked Eye,
Bill Wells,
Basic Channel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Piero Umiliani,
The Music Machine,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scan 7,
Black Sheep,
PIL,
X-101,
Lower 48,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Absolute Body Control,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fela Kuti,
Neil Young,
the Sonics,
Stereo Dub,
Ultravox,
X-Ray Spex,
Prince Buster,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Knickerbockers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Masters at Work,
The Cramps,
Grauzone,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Blossom Toes,
CMW,
Dave Gahan,
Zapp,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.