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 Congo and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Aaron Thompson,
Eric Dolphy,
Quantec,
JFA,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Infiniti,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bizarre Inc.,
Harry Pussy,
Prince Buster,
The Mojo Men,
Buzzcocks,
Idris Muhammad,
Zero Boys,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bluetip,
Gang of Four,
Michelle Simonal,
Angry Samoans,
Colin Newman,
Kaleidoscope,
Essential Logic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ohio Players,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nirvana,
The Sound,
Scratch Acid,
Black Moon,
Sound Behaviour,
the Bar-Kays,
Todd Terry,
Depeche Mode,
Smog,
Urselle,
Moss Icon,
Unwound,
Dawn Penn,
D'Angelo,
Susan Cadogan,
Nico,
Grauzone,
The Searchers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Erasure,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Five Americans,
Main Source,
Symarip,
World's Most,
Judy Mowatt,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Spandau Ballet,
Tom Boy,
Eurythmics,
cv313,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Index,
Royal Trux,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.