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 Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 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 Zapp 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stetsasonic,
Robert Wyatt,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Los Fastidios,
Thompson Twins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Deepchord,
Eve St. Jones,
The Doobie Brothers,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Theoretical Girls,
The Saints,
Blake Baxter,
Cluster,
Grandmaster Flash,
Half Japanese,
Cecil Taylor,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Swell Maps,
The Stooges,
Delta 5,
Matthew Halsall,
John Holt,
The Slackers,
Barry Ungar,
Alphaville,
Mr. Review,
Siglo XX,
Robert Hood,
Sparks,
Patti Smith,
Bobby Sherman,
Althea and Donna,
The Tremeloes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Angry Samoans,
Josef K,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Joy Division,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lungfish,
Donny Hathaway,
Mission of Burma,
Newcleus,
The Electric Prunes,
Procol Harum,
Bauhaus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fall,
Absolute Body Control,
Janne Schatter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Essential Logic,
The Cure,
Dennis Brown,
New Age Steppers,
Sarah Menescal,
Todd Terry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moebius,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.