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 Kenya and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Roy Ayers to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
The Cure,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Circle Jerks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ronnie Foster,
Ralphi Rosario,
LL Cool J,
Sällskapet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flamin' Groovies,
These Immortal Souls,
the Bar-Kays,
The Remains,
Glenn Branca,
Make Up,
Archie Shepp,
Chris Corsano,
Moebius,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Khruangbin,
Underground Resistance,
Godley & Creme,
Subhumans,
Altered Images,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Donny Hathaway,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Delon & Dalcan,
Darondo,
Kenny Larkin,
Marvin Gaye,
Loose Ends,
The Techniques,
John Coltrane,
Index,
Joe Smooth,
Agitation Free,
David Axelrod,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Groovy Waters,
Visage,
The New Christs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cheater Slicks,
Leonard Cohen,
L. Decosne,
Ponytail,
Saccharine Trust,
Radio Birdman,
Livin' Joy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Erykah Badu,
Scan 7,
Faraquet,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Joe Finger,
Whodini,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.