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 Manila.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 rhodes 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 The Fortunes to the dance 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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Reagan Youth,
Roger Hodgson,
Black Bananas,
Prince Buster,
Eurythmics,
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brick,
Cluster,
The Slackers,
Colin Newman,
Organ,
Mad Mike,
Funky Four + One,
Dawn Penn,
Rod Modell,
Fat Boys,
Rapeman,
the Soft Cell,
Avey Tare,
Frankie Knuckles,
Quando Quango,
Marshall Jefferson,
Blancmange,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Birthday Party,
Rites of Spring,
Alphaville,
Liliput,
Severed Heads,
Drive Like Jehu,
Can,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Underground Resistance,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gong,
The Fortunes,
Peter and Kerry,
Harry Pussy,
Mandrill,
The Golliwogs,
X-101,
This Heat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Idris Muhammad,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Urselle,
Lalann,
OOIOO,
the Bar-Kays,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Man Parrish,
K-Klass,
Ronan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.