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 Maldives and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Johannesburg.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 June of 44 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Todd Terry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
ABBA,
Tom Boy,
Fad Gadget,
F. McDonald,
Roger Hodgson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cal Tjader,
Juan Atkins,
Vainqueur,
Reuben Wilson,
Bush Tetras,
Unrelated Segments,
Magma,
Erasure,
Flash Fearless,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sun City Girls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Slackers,
Piero Umiliani,
Panda Bear,
Joe Finger,
The Searchers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Byron Stingily,
Suburban Knight,
DNA,
Delon & Dalcan,
John Foxx,
One Last Wish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hardrive,
Banda Bassotti,
Vladislav Delay,
Patti Smith,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nas,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tomorrow,
Skaos,
Brand Nubian,
Kevin Saunderson,
Black Bananas,
Infiniti,
Shoche,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Martian,
The Beau Brummels,
KRS-One,
Fela Kuti,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scion,
the Sonics,
Q65,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.