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 Moldova and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
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 mellotron 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 Hoover to the disco 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
The Associates,
Y Pants,
The Grass Roots,
The Cowsills,
Urselle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wire,
Kurtis Blow,
Vainqueur,
Tommy Roe,
E-Dancer,
Kerri Chandler,
A Certain Ratio,
Oneida,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gories,
Eli Mardock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crime,
Roxette,
Sonic Youth,
John Cale,
The Pretty Things,
H. Thieme,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Susan Cadogan,
the Germs,
JFA,
DJ Sneak,
The Slits,
Monks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Minor Threat,
The Smoke,
Anakelly,
Cybotron,
Alton Ellis,
Moebius,
Sarah Menescal,
Soft Cell,
Model 500,
Slick Rick,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Moon,
Funky Four + One,
Black Bananas,
Brass Construction,
The Fuzztones,
Scratch Acid,
K-Klass,
Silicon Teens,
The Doors,
Moby Grape,
Niagra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Newcleus,
Gichy Dan,
Thompson Twins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Funkadelic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.