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 Venezuela and from New York.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Darondo to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Nik Kershaw,
Hardrive,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Techniques,
Robert Görl,
Subhumans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultravox,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sarah Menescal,
Newcleus,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Joy Division,
Nas,
John Coltrane,
X-Ray Spex,
The Buckinghams,
Ronnie Foster,
KRS-One,
Alice Coltrane,
Alison Limerick,
John Holt,
T.S.O.L.,
Frankie Knuckles,
Roy Ayers,
Hasil Adkins,
Easy Going,
Excepter,
The Fugs,
Minutemen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Boredoms,
cv313,
The Human League,
X-101,
Marc Almond,
Siglo XX,
Angry Samoans,
Lalann,
Tomorrow,
Colin Newman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Darondo,
Chris Corsano,
Gang Starr,
Bill Wells,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Drexciya,
The Selecter,
Alphaville,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Banda Bassotti,
The Victims,
Bobby Sherman,
Television,
Matthew Halsall,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.