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 Nigeria and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 Marvin Gaye to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Quadrant,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
X-102,
Smog,
Mars,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Birthday Party,
Crash Course in Science,
Animal Collective,
Cheater Slicks,
Swell Maps,
Delta 5,
Pierre Henry,
Quando Quango,
The Blackbyrds,
Vladislav Delay,
Sam Rivers,
Crooked Eye,
Jesper Dahlback,
Das Ding,
Bill Wells,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Black Moon,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Association,
The Remains,
The Golliwogs,
MC5,
Kaleidoscope,
Ludus,
Panda Bear,
Deepchord,
Eurythmics,
Pantytec,
Joey Negro,
Surgeon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Unrelated Segments,
Vainqueur,
Public Image Ltd.,
China Crisis,
10cc,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scott Walker,
F. McDonald,
Mad Mike,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barrington Levy,
Bronski Beat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pole,
Infiniti,
Girls At Our Best!,
Idris Muhammad,
Minny Pops,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Divine Comedy,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.