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 Mauritius and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Peter and Kerry to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Moody Blues,
Connie Case,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Siglo XX,
The Wake,
Blake Baxter,
Public Enemy,
Ronnie Foster,
Schoolly D,
the Soft Cell,
Nils Olav,
X-102,
Negative Approach,
Banda Bassotti,
The Remains,
The Misunderstood,
The Fall,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Robert Hood,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Shuggie Otis,
The Skatalites,
Eddi Front,
Section 25,
Bill Wells,
the Sonics,
Iggy Pop,
Jeff Mills,
Aural Exciters,
Heaven 17,
Joy Division,
the Swans,
Peter and Kerry,
Tres Demented,
Bootsy Collins,
MDC,
X-101,
Joe Finger,
Robert Görl,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tom Boy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Symarip,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Con Funk Shun,
Niagra,
Eden Ahbez,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kurtis Blow,
Underground Resistance,
Fatback Band,
Brass Construction,
Blancmange,
AZ,
The Offenders,
Silicon Teens,
Peter & Gordon,
The Fugs,
the Human League,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.