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 Tanzania and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Derrick May 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tears for Fears,
Henry Cow,
Duran Duran,
Sight & Sound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Womack,
kango's stein massive,
Janne Schatter,
Faust,
Pantaleimon,
Amazonics,
Judy Mowatt,
MC5,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Magma,
Jesper Dahlback,
Morten Harket,
Von Mondo,
June of 44,
Marcia Griffiths,
Maleditus Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Outsiders,
Circle Jerks,
Q65,
Todd Rundgren,
Delon & Dalcan,
Carl Craig,
Patti Smith,
Glenn Branca,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pulsallama,
Clear Light,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gang Green,
Donald Byrd,
The Skatalites,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Moody Blues,
Brand Nubian,
Sarah Menescal,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kenny Larkin,
Scrapy,
Angry Samoans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
PIL,
Pere Ubu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Pus,
Alphaville,
Zero Boys,
the Association,
Model 500,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Danielle Patucci,
Panda Bear,
Gichy Dan,
the Soft Cell,
Ken Boothe,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.