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 Niger and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Q and Not U,
10cc,
the Bar-Kays,
The Grass Roots,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kerrie Biddell,
X-101,
Accadde A,
The Vogues,
Los Fastidios,
Brick,
Brothers Johnson,
Echospace,
Letta Mbulu,
Glenn Branca,
Stereo Dub,
The Durutti Column,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sister Nancy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Sonics,
Wolf Eyes,
Bad Manners,
Mission of Burma,
Graham Central Station,
UT,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Basic Channel,
Soul II Soul,
E-Dancer,
The Motions,
Bobby Byrd,
Kaleidoscope,
Eric B and Rakim,
Duran Duran,
Essential Logic,
PIL,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Model 500,
Erykah Badu,
New York Dolls,
Shoche,
Gil Scott Heron,
Zero Boys,
Cymande,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Carl Craig,
Technova,
Franke,
Heaven 17,
Eric Dolphy,
Television Personalities,
Royal Trux,
Radio Birdman,
Tomorrow,
Colin Newman,
Ronnie Foster,
OOIOO,
AZ,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.