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 Georgia and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe 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 Inner City to the funk 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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a spring reverb 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 güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Amon Düül,
The Seeds,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Martian,
Audionom,
Tim Buckley,
Hot Snakes,
Tubeway Army,
B.T. Express,
The Velvet Underground,
Absolute Body Control,
Joe Smooth,
The Busters,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Josef K,
Eurythmics,
Make Up,
Pierre Henry,
Suburban Knight,
Mission of Burma,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Reuben Wilson,
Quadrant,
Tom Boy,
The Durutti Column,
Deakin,
DJ Style,
Duran Duran,
Royal Trux,
The Flesh Eaters,
Q65,
Carl Craig,
Rotary Connection,
Susan Cadogan,
Blancmange,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Con Funk Shun,
Simply Red,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dead Boys,
Saccharine Trust,
Flipper,
The Gap Band,
Brass Construction,
Kurtis Blow,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Peter & Gordon,
The Monks,
Grauzone,
Nation of Ulysses,
E-Dancer,
Black Bananas,
Second Layer,
Flash Fearless,
Alphaville,
Darondo,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.