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 the UAE and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scan 7 to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Gichy Dan,
Basic Channel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Howard Jones,
Silicon Teens,
Lucky Dragons,
Franke,
Dual Sessions,
Danielle Patucci,
Animal Collective,
Maleditus Sound,
Marmalade,
Ornette Coleman,
Minutemen,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Raincoats,
Chrome,
The Happenings,
Blossom Toes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rod Modell,
La Düsseldorf,
H. Thieme,
Skaos,
Pharoah Sanders,
Agent Orange,
Amazonics,
Audionom,
Susan Cadogan,
The Neon Judgement,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Faust,
Anakelly,
Moss Icon,
Slave,
The Trojans,
The Cure,
The Toasters,
Con Funk Shun,
Mandrill,
Eurythmics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Amon Düül,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moebius,
Fatback Band,
Ossler,
John Holt,
The Birthday Party,
Bootsy Collins,
Pagans,
Barry Ungar,
Marvin Gaye,
Moby Grape,
R.M.O.,
The Gories,
Rotary Connection,
The United States of America,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.