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 Denmark and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Franke to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sexual Harrassment record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Evens,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Star Department,
Eric Dolphy,
Boredoms,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Saints,
The Martian,
The Wake,
Delta 5,
Ultimate Spinach,
Easy Going,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dual Sessions,
Japan,
Juan Atkins,
Gastr Del Sol,
David McCallum,
Wasted Youth,
Oneida,
Byron Stingily,
Au Pairs,
OOIOO,
10cc,
Bauhaus,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Skaos,
X-Ray Spex,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Magazine,
June of 44,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cure,
Royal Trux,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Robert Wyatt,
The Litter,
Funky Four + One,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
H. Thieme,
Gang Starr,
Shuggie Otis,
Desert Stars,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Robert Hood,
Supertramp,
Brass Construction,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Happenings,
Warsaw,
Scientists,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kenny Larkin,
Dennis Brown,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ohio Players,
Mission of Burma,
Hot Snakes,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.