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 Taiwan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare 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 Human League to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eli Mardock,
Aural Exciters,
Flash Fearless,
Dave Gahan,
The Count Five,
Duran Duran,
Fad Gadget,
Roxy Music,
Josef K,
Arthur Verocai,
Half Japanese,
Lee Hazlewood,
La Düsseldorf,
Alison Limerick,
Jacques Brel,
Minnie Riperton,
Fela Kuti,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nico,
The Searchers,
The Star Department,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cal Tjader,
The Dead C,
Derrick Morgan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Theoretical Girls,
Section 25,
Piero Umiliani,
Chrome,
Boredoms,
Barbara Tucker,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nils Olav,
Quadrant,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
ABC,
Pantytec,
Ultimate Spinach,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joey Negro,
The Knickerbockers,
Television,
Harmonia,
Barrington Levy,
Electric Prunes,
Ten City,
Wally Richardson,
Mantronix,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Khruangbin,
The Angels of Light,
Susan Cadogan,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bill Wells,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.