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 Kyrgyzstan and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Alphaville to the grime 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Deakin,
Michelle Simonal,
Delon & Dalcan,
Banda Bassotti,
Oneida,
John Cale,
The Count Five,
Ice-T,
Thee Headcoats,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Japan,
Derrick May,
Infiniti,
Piero Umiliani,
the Sonics,
New Order,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Flipper,
Graham Central Station,
F. McDonald,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Bar-Kays,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Black Dice,
The Skatalites,
Suicide,
Danielle Patucci,
Judy Mowatt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amazonics,
Theoretical Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neil Young,
Donald Byrd,
Eden Ahbez,
Crash Course in Science,
Stereo Dub,
Tres Demented,
The Gap Band,
The Sound,
The Selecter,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gil Scott Heron,
Angry Samoans,
Suburban Knight,
Lungfish,
Sun Ra,
The Monochrome Set,
The Index,
Bizarre Inc.,
Simply Red,
Roger Hodgson,
Buzzcocks,
The Modern Lovers,
World's Most,
The Saints,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Slits,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Angels of Light,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.