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 Togo and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Anthony Braxton to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Girls At Our Best!,
T. Rex,
The Gladiators,
Fear,
Byron Stingily,
Oneida,
The Litter,
Brothers Johnson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Magma,
Kurtis Blow,
Model 500,
Rosa Yemen,
Moss Icon,
Easy Going,
Tom Boy,
The Smoke,
The Saints,
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Electric Prunes,
Matthew Halsall,
The Blackbyrds,
Cecil Taylor,
Robert Hood,
The Dirtbombs,
Rakim,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
World's Most,
Minny Pops,
Sight & Sound,
Marc Almond,
Scientists,
Pulsallama,
the Normal,
Danielle Patucci,
Rapeman,
Prince Buster,
Kenny Larkin,
Stiv Bators,
U.S. Maple,
Alphaville,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Intrusion,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Negative Approach,
Tommy Roe,
Derrick Morgan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Harmonia,
Malaria!,
Visage,
Boredoms,
Surgeon,
Soft Machine,
Sound Behaviour,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.