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 Ghana and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dave Gahan to the rap 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eden Ahbez,
Kenny Larkin,
Quadrant,
The Selecter,
Eddi Front,
The Sound,
Talk Talk,
Young Marble Giants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kaleidoscope,
The Star Department,
EPMD,
T.S.O.L.,
Spandau Ballet,
The Real Kids,
Gil Scott Heron,
Avey Tare,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camberwell Now,
Tom Boy,
Clear Light,
Jimmy McGriff,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Japan,
Godley & Creme,
Scott Walker,
Fear,
Derrick Morgan,
Camouflage,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eric Copeland,
The Buckinghams,
The Dirtbombs,
Erasure,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Zero Boys,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Residents,
Black Moon,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pagans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Piero Umiliani,
Livin' Joy,
Jerry's Kids,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Suburban Knight,
Prince Buster,
KRS-One,
Metal Thangz,
Scratch Acid,
Maurizio,
ABC,
The Young Rascals,
Radio Birdman,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.