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 St Lucia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Bauhaus to the rock 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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Zeros,
These Immortal Souls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Con Funk Shun,
Sun Ra,
Jacques Brel,
The Smiths,
The Modern Lovers,
Boredoms,
The Gap Band,
The Moleskins,
Joey Negro,
Urselle,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Kinks,
X-Ray Spex,
The New Christs,
Oblivians,
Tears for Fears,
The Vogues,
Kerri Chandler,
Groovy Waters,
Delta 5,
Fluxion,
Radiopuhelimet,
Harmonia,
The Slackers,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mo-Dettes,
Skriet,
Bobby Womack,
Intrusion,
K-Klass,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Massinfluence,
Hoover,
New Age Steppers,
New Order,
The Monochrome Set,
U.S. Maple,
Metal Thangz,
Pantaleimon,
Joe Smooth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Oneida,
The Gories,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Negative Approach,
The Cowsills,
Index,
The Fall,
The Star Department,
Tres Demented,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ohio Players,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.