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 Ethiopia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Darondo,
Delon & Dalcan,
David McCallum,
FM Einheit,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Misunderstood,
The Real Kids,
Sixth Finger,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minor Threat,
Godley & Creme,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Newcleus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deepchord,
Urselle,
Negative Approach,
Monks,
Pere Ubu,
Donald Byrd,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bobby Sherman,
Neu!,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Royal Trux,
Steve Hackett,
cv313,
This Heat,
Letta Mbulu,
Animal Collective,
Stiv Bators,
Carl Craig,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eli Mardock,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ronnie Foster,
The Sonics,
Dawn Penn,
Skaos,
The Blues Magoos,
Alton Ellis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mandrill,
Eurythmics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
KRS-One,
Ituana,
The Walker Brothers,
Absolute Body Control,
The Invisible,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
DJ Sneak,
Faust,
Rotary Connection,
ABC,
Toni Rubio,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rapeman,
Infiniti,
Unwound,
Joensuu 1685,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.