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 Mali and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 chamberlin 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 Jawbox to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Archie Shepp,
Man Parrish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Terry Callier,
Derrick May,
The Mummies,
Television Personalities,
Ice-T,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Real Kids,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultra Naté,
Peter & Gordon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dennis Brown,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Altered Images,
Girls At Our Best!,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lindisfarne,
Liliput,
Panda Bear,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Neon Judgement,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Durutti Column,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Model 500,
The Blues Magoos,
the Normal,
Newcleus,
Jeff Mills,
Kevin Saunderson,
ABC,
Toni Rubio,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Seeds,
Rites of Spring,
Ten City,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Duran Duran,
Funky Four + One,
Isaac Hayes,
Nation of Ulysses,
H. Thieme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cluster,
Groovy Waters,
Grauzone,
Sugar Minott,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Schoolly D,
Sonic Youth,
The Young Rascals,
The Motions,
Jawbox,
Index,
Tomorrow,
The Skatalites,
The Saints,
Sun Ra,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.