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 Suriname and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ 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 The Five Americans to the dance 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Josef K,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Piero Umiliani,
Stereo Dub,
Juan Atkins,
Bauhaus,
Skriet,
Magazine,
Lucky Dragons,
Mars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Little Man,
Masters at Work,
Andrew Hill,
Marine Girls,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Birthday Party,
Jeff Lynne,
Popol Vuh,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Invisible,
Radio Birdman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Suburban Knight,
Q and Not U,
Matthew Halsall,
Sight & Sound,
Judy Mowatt,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Sheep,
U.S. Maple,
AZ,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grauzone,
Smog,
MDC,
Saccharine Trust,
Mo-Dettes,
Babytalk,
Sarah Menescal,
Adolescents,
Unwound,
Fela Kuti,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Harmonia,
the Association,
the Germs,
Easy Going,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Urselle,
The Gap Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
World's Most,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rosa Yemen,
Tears for Fears,
Derrick Morgan,
The Wake,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.