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 Iraq and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Idris Muhammad to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
The Buckinghams,
Fear,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Idris Muhammad,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wasted Youth,
Dorothy Ashby,
Erasure,
The Cramps,
Guru Guru,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Von Mondo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Trojans,
the Swans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kas Product,
Gabor Szabo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Piero Umiliani,
D'Angelo,
Ronan,
The Birthday Party,
T.S.O.L.,
Soulsonic Force,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Maurizio,
Aswad,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
AZ,
The Blues Magoos,
Godley & Creme,
Mo-Dettes,
Youth Brigade,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mission of Burma,
The Beau Brummels,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Quantec,
ABBA,
Laurel Aitken,
Scratch Acid,
Popol Vuh,
Sunsets and Hearts,
LL Cool J,
Gil Scott Heron,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Invisible,
Heaven 17,
Darondo,
Cameo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Selecter,
Essential Logic,
Au Pairs,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.