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 Iran and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
The Dead C,
Idris Muhammad,
The Modern Lovers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
New Age Steppers,
Janne Schatter,
Dual Sessions,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Loose Ends,
Tubeway Army,
Graham Central Station,
Fatback Band,
Alton Ellis,
Interpol,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Misunderstood,
Derrick May,
Drexciya,
Rakim,
Suburban Knight,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
L. Decosne,
Fear,
Byron Stingily,
A Certain Ratio,
Yaz,
Radiohead,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dark Day,
Tom Boy,
Soulsonic Force,
The Red Krayola,
Clear Light,
Gichy Dan,
The Residents,
Sarah Menescal,
Negative Approach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kenny Larkin,
Erasure,
The Five Americans,
Barry Ungar,
Monolake,
Alphaville,
Yusef Lateef,
CMW,
Marvin Gaye,
Eve St. Jones,
Maleditus Sound,
F. McDonald,
Surgeon,
Lower 48,
Crime,
The Seeds,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joy Division,
Amon Düül,
JFA,
Main Source,
Al Stewart,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.