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 Ethiopia and from Lagos.
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 Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gastr Del Sol to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Motions,
the Germs,
Man Parrish,
The Neon Judgement,
Negative Approach,
Wings,
Radio Birdman,
The Smoke,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Al Stewart,
Eli Mardock,
New Order,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Amon Düül,
Rhythm & Sound,
Neil Young,
Todd Terry,
Jeff Mills,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Flamin' Groovies,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Brick,
Sun Ra,
Moebius,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Blackbyrds,
Aaron Thompson,
Henry Cow,
Flash Fearless,
Crispy Ambulance,
DNA,
Gichy Dan,
Bill Wells,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Steve Hackett,
Roxette,
AZ,
Shuggie Otis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Animal Collective,
Brass Construction,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Zeros,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bluetip,
Schoolly D,
The Sound,
Clear Light,
Adolescents,
Gang of Four,
Peter and Kerry,
Procol Harum,
Crash Course in Science,
Pole,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Music Machine,
Echospace,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.