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 Tunisia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer 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 Neon Judgement to the techno 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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Popol Vuh,
Fat Boys,
Rekid,
Icehouse,
Blancmange,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Barracudas,
The Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gichy Dan,
Shuggie Otis,
Sex Pistols,
Ludus,
The Trojans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
X-102,
Slave,
Monks,
Eric Copeland,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Music Machine,
Liliput,
Alphaville,
Scott Walker,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pylon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tears for Fears,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scan 7,
B.T. Express,
Aswad,
The Cowsills,
Michelle Simonal,
Girls At Our Best!,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Unwound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Remains,
Bluetip,
John Coltrane,
Lalann,
The Detroit Cobras,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Soft Cell,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
MC5,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pantaleimon,
Camouflage,
Aural Exciters,
Sällskapet,
Alison Limerick,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Derrick May,
Warsaw,
Loose Ends,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.