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 Serbia and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 Aswad to the jazz 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Bronski Beat,
The Zeros,
Gang Starr,
Fatback Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Modern Lovers,
Marvin Gaye,
Sight & Sound,
MC5,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Selecter,
Kevin Saunderson,
DJ Sneak,
LL Cool J,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Whodini,
Black Bananas,
David McCallum,
Dead Boys,
The Durutti Column,
China Crisis,
Aural Exciters,
Pussy Galore,
Fat Boys,
Ultra Naté,
Procol Harum,
D'Angelo,
Ohio Players,
These Immortal Souls,
Gang of Four,
the Swans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pole,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quantec,
Joensuu 1685,
Cal Tjader,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marshall Jefferson,
Smog,
Bobby Womack,
Pulsallama,
T.S.O.L.,
Wasted Youth,
Matthew Halsall,
A Certain Ratio,
Oneida,
Barrington Levy,
Man Parrish,
Visage,
The Five Americans,
The Human League,
John Lydon,
Radiohead,
DJ Style,
Tom Boy,
Ronnie Foster,
AZ,
Isaac Hayes,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.