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 Somalia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Blues Magoos to the punk 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
China Crisis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Procol Harum,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The American Breed,
Grey Daturas,
Tres Demented,
Fela Kuti,
Von Mondo,
Gichy Dan,
Agitation Free,
A Certain Ratio,
Cal Tjader,
Ponytail,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Offenders,
Yazoo,
Robert Görl,
The Searchers,
Subhumans,
Ultra Naté,
Cybotron,
Graham Central Station,
John Cale,
Model 500,
8 Eyed Spy,
Delon & Dalcan,
cv313,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Make Up,
Aural Exciters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Talk Talk,
Hardrive,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mission of Burma,
X-Ray Spex,
Rosa Yemen,
The Cramps,
Metal Thangz,
Funkadelic,
Danielle Patucci,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joey Negro,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Beau Brummels,
Suicide,
Barrington Levy,
The Electric Prunes,
The Birthday Party,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Cure,
Steve Hackett,
Parry Music,
The Five Americans,
The Divine Comedy,
The Mojo Men,
Marvin Gaye,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.