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 Monaco and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Gap Band to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Association,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gang Green,
Heaven 17,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed,
Lakeside,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radiopuhelimet,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Sonics,
Charles Mingus,
Mark Hollis,
Magma,
Janne Schatter,
Faust,
Index,
D'Angelo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tom Boy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Niagra,
Supertramp,
The Red Krayola,
Excepter,
Fad Gadget,
Wire,
Spandau Ballet,
Moby Grape,
The Knickerbockers,
Chris Corsano,
Delon & Dalcan,
PIL,
Hashim,
Ohio Players,
The Smiths,
Blake Baxter,
Althea and Donna,
Smog,
Grandmaster Flash,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
L. Decosne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Throbbing Gristle,
Spoonie Gee,
Radiohead,
The Evens,
Gang Starr,
The Happenings,
Quadrant,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Gap Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ultimate Spinach,
U.S. Maple,
Kool Moe Dee,
Robert Görl,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.