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 Paraguay and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 cv313 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Eurythmics,
Glenn Branca,
Boz Scaggs,
Metal Thangz,
Crispy Ambulance,
kango's stein massive,
Gabor Szabo,
The Skatalites,
Quando Quango,
The Music Machine,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Slits,
Scientists,
8 Eyed Spy,
Flipper,
Aswad,
Malaria!,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed,
This Heat,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Alison Limerick,
The Monks,
Danielle Patucci,
Technova,
Aural Exciters,
Ultravox,
Spoonie Gee,
Gregory Isaacs,
Judy Mowatt,
Babytalk,
Sällskapet,
The Wake,
Slick Rick,
Fear,
Camberwell Now,
Leonard Cohen,
Average White Band,
K-Klass,
Skarface,
Jawbox,
Morten Harket,
Vainqueur,
Black Sheep,
Grey Daturas,
Radio Birdman,
Brand Nubian,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Funky Four + One,
The Doors,
Warren Ellis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nik Kershaw,
CMW,
DNA,
Blake Baxter,
Bootsy Collins,
John Foxx,
The Knickerbockers,
Organ,
Bill Wells,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.