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 Ethiopia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Zapp to the disco 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crime,
Average White Band,
Tres Demented,
Lucky Dragons,
The Misunderstood,
Janne Schatter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Liliput,
Youth Brigade,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minutemen,
ABBA,
Metal Thangz,
Goldenarms,
Kool Moe Dee,
David McCallum,
The Golliwogs,
Aloha Tigers,
The Techniques,
The Raincoats,
Sandy B,
Schoolly D,
The Offenders,
Adolescents,
Das Ding,
Grauzone,
Jacques Brel,
World's Most,
Quando Quango,
Chris Corsano,
Hoover,
Sun City Girls,
Stiv Bators,
Johnny Osbourne,
Saccharine Trust,
Shuggie Otis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Modern Lovers,
Joensuu 1685,
Robert Hood,
Delta 5,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eddi Front,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
John Coltrane,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Essential Logic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alice Coltrane,
Scan 7,
Bad Manners,
The Human League,
David Axelrod,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Cowsills,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Clear Light,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.