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 Bulgaria and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 808 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 Royal Trux to the dance 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Pylon,
The Dead C,
Slick Rick,
the Human League,
The Gap Band,
Bobby Womack,
Kool Moe Dee,
Stereo Dub,
The Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soul II Soul,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cowsills,
Lou Reed,
ABC,
The Residents,
The Count Five,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
OOIOO,
Agitation Free,
Alton Ellis,
The Cure,
Letta Mbulu,
Parry Music,
Masters at Work,
Bill Near,
DJ Style,
Brick,
David Bowie,
Mad Mike,
Urselle,
Donny Hathaway,
Eric Dolphy,
Nils Olav,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Althea and Donna,
Swell Maps,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lucky Dragons,
Moss Icon,
Sugar Minott,
Johnny Osbourne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
China Crisis,
Echospace,
Hoover,
This Heat,
The Skatalites,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Angry Samoans,
the Swans,
Q and Not U,
Lightning Bolt,
Visage,
Boredoms,
Fear,
Colin Newman,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft 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.