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 Estonia and from Lyon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Janne Schatter to the funk 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
a-ha,
Ultravox,
Lungfish,
the Association,
Sugar Minott,
Index,
Skarface,
Wally Richardson,
The Zeros,
Massinfluence,
JFA,
the Slits,
Sun Ra,
Lindisfarne,
Ohio Players,
EPMD,
Monolake,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Clear Light,
New York Dolls,
The Barracudas,
Sonny Sharrock,
Supertramp,
MDC,
The Gories,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Morten Harket,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fire Engines,
The Smiths,
Slave,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Sherman,
The Skatalites,
Danielle Patucci,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Offenders,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q65,
Little Man,
10cc,
The Modern Lovers,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Selecter,
Piero Umiliani,
The Cure,
Isaac Hayes,
The Slackers,
Soulsonic Force,
Alice Coltrane,
Depeche Mode,
Lower 48,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Mojo Men,
Rites of Spring,
Flash Fearless,
Gang Gang Dance,
Goldenarms,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.