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 Peru and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Portland and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 arpeggiator 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 Altered Images to the grime 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erykah Badu,
The Moody Blues,
The Kinks,
Sound Behaviour,
The United States of America,
Roger Hodgson,
Terrestrial Tones,
F. McDonald,
The Selecter,
Sister Nancy,
Cecil Taylor,
Alton Ellis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Deadbeat,
Anthony Braxton,
Swell Maps,
The Offenders,
Neu!,
Aaron Thompson,
The Skatalites,
Michelle Simonal,
48th St. Collective,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hashim,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Slits,
Black Moon,
Suburban Knight,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fear,
Susan Cadogan,
Whodini,
Amon Düül II,
ABBA,
Yaz,
China Crisis,
Mr. Review,
World's Most,
Gang Gang Dance,
Peter & Gordon,
Angry Samoans,
Fugazi,
Dawn Penn,
Outsiders,
Quantec,
R.M.O.,
In Retrospect,
H. Thieme,
Slick Rick,
Ponytail,
The Golliwogs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Happenings,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bob Dylan,
Bad Manners,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.