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 Bolivia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Pantytec 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
Slave,
Crispy Ambulance,
Black Sheep,
ABC,
The Doobie Brothers,
Barbara Tucker,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Qualms,
Swans,
Interpol,
Bobby Womack,
Soft Cell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Don Cherry,
cv313,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tubeway Army,
Siglo XX,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crime,
The Real Kids,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eric B and Rakim,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Liliput,
a-ha,
Pere Ubu,
Stetsasonic,
Marc Almond,
Camberwell Now,
Symarip,
Shuggie Otis,
Camouflage,
Marvin Gaye,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kayak,
Deepchord,
James White and The Blacks,
U.S. Maple,
Vladislav Delay,
New Age Steppers,
The Saints,
Susan Cadogan,
Brass Construction,
Marshall Jefferson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boogie Down Productions,
Q and Not U,
Moebius,
Subhumans,
Bob Dylan,
Audionom,
New Order,
Maurizio,
Popol Vuh,
Underground Resistance,
In Retrospect,
The Skatalites,
Royal Trux,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.