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 Italy and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron 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 Massinfluence to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
Pagans,
Shuggie Otis,
Mad Mike,
Peter & Gordon,
Mandrill,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Leonard Cohen,
Erasure,
Deadbeat,
Lalo Schifrin,
Von Mondo,
The Alarm Clocks,
X-102,
Massinfluence,
New Order,
Todd Rundgren,
The Busters,
Slick Rick,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Happenings,
In Retrospect,
The Real Kids,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Infiniti,
The Music Machine,
Kerri Chandler,
Suicide,
Rotary Connection,
The Beau Brummels,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Motions,
Delta 5,
Heaven 17,
Outsiders,
Alton Ellis,
Fela Kuti,
Roger Hodgson,
The Index,
Max Romeo,
Neu!,
Erykah Badu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Todd Terry,
Harpers Bizarre,
Buzzcocks,
Barrington Levy,
Severed Heads,
Symarip,
The Move,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ituana,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Radiohead,
Masters at Work,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.