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 Suriname and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer 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 Wire to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pantytec,
Joey Negro,
Mark Hollis,
Steve Hackett,
Jacob Miller,
Junior Murvin,
Underground Resistance,
Gang Starr,
Kas Product,
The Leaves,
The Blackbyrds,
Cecil Taylor,
the Human League,
Grauzone,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lightning Bolt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Boredoms,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oblivians,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Don Cherry,
Organ,
Crash Course in Science,
Anakelly,
Main Source,
Flash Fearless,
Ornette Coleman,
The Gap Band,
Ten City,
Clear Light,
Absolute Body Control,
Quantec,
Scrapy,
Eric Copeland,
The Gun Club,
Susan Cadogan,
DJ Sneak,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Hasil Adkins,
Easy Going,
Derrick May,
Bad Manners,
John Coltrane,
Stetsasonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tres Demented,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Simply Red,
Idris Muhammad,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Motions,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cybotron,
The Count Five,
Nik Kershaw,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Infiniti,
Delon & Dalcan,
Magma,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.