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 Ireland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Talk Talk to the rock 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Thompson Twins,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ornette Coleman,
Lower 48,
Joey Negro,
The J.B.'s,
China Crisis,
Black Pus,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Malaria!,
Schoolly D,
Subhumans,
The Trojans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Doors,
Parry Music,
Agitation Free,
Letta Mbulu,
Blossom Toes,
Outsiders,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Durutti Column,
The Fire Engines,
Cybotron,
The Velvet Underground,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Michelle Simonal,
Eurythmics,
Neu!,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Busters,
Idris Muhammad,
The Dead C,
Cecil Taylor,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dave Gahan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Shuggie Otis,
Sugar Minott,
The Blackbyrds,
Wings,
Chris & Cosey,
Ponytail,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Altered Images,
John Coltrane,
Thee Headcoats,
Gang Gang Dance,
The American Breed,
Pole,
The Index,
The Star Department,
The Knickerbockers,
KRS-One,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minnie Riperton,
Rakim,
Robert Görl,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.