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 Hungary and from Tokyo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin 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 Can to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Masters at Work,
Ossler,
Lindisfarne,
Tubeway Army,
Model 500,
Michelle Simonal,
The Star Department,
Black Pus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bluetip,
Alton Ellis,
PIL,
Absolute Body Control,
Essential Logic,
Procol Harum,
Prince Buster,
Nick Fraelich,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
This Heat,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Kinks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joe Finger,
Aswad,
Severed Heads,
Kool Moe Dee,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fatback Band,
Ituana,
Icehouse,
Boz Scaggs,
Country Teasers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Leonard Cohen,
The Last Poets,
The Beau Brummels,
The Monochrome Set,
Sun Ra,
The Durutti Column,
The Motions,
Jacob Miller,
Delta 5,
Boredoms,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cymande,
Pere Ubu,
Henry Cow,
Trumans Water,
Drive Like Jehu,
Skaos,
Massinfluence,
Metal Thangz,
Howard Jones,
The Slackers,
The Fuzztones,
La Düsseldorf,
Toni Rubio,
Mandrill,
Das Ding,
Thompson Twins,
Pierre Henry,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.