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 Sierra Leone and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Negative Approach to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
T. Rex,
the Bar-Kays,
Sam Rivers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Slave,
June of 44,
Minnie Riperton,
World's Most,
Cymande,
Junior Murvin,
Fluxion,
Ultimate Spinach,
Youth Brigade,
The Standells,
Faraquet,
Bootsy Collins,
Marc Almond,
Prince Buster,
Gang Starr,
Faust,
Ultravox,
The Slits,
Duran Duran,
Sight & Sound,
Nico,
Schoolly D,
Reuben Wilson,
Outsiders,
The Techniques,
Grey Daturas,
Au Pairs,
Loose Ends,
Lower 48,
Mars,
Simply Red,
In Retrospect,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jandek,
DNA,
Scan 7,
Radio Birdman,
the Association,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Delta 5,
Arcadia,
Lucky Dragons,
The Victims,
Grandmaster Flash,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Grauzone,
The Mojo Men,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Maleditus Sound,
Gichy Dan,
Pussy Galore,
Soul II Soul,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Kinks,
Eric Dolphy,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.