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 Armenia and from Seoul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Con Funk Shun to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Whodini,
Ultimate Spinach,
Drexciya,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marmalade,
Bobby Womack,
Delta 5,
Rufus Thomas,
Yusef Lateef,
Arthur Verocai,
Freddie Wadling,
Suburban Knight,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mark Hollis,
Depeche Mode,
Rod Modell,
Section 25,
Lindisfarne,
Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sister Nancy,
Desert Stars,
Jimmy McGriff,
June Days,
Shuggie Otis,
The Invisible,
The Smiths,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rekid,
Big Daddy Kane,
K-Klass,
Roger Hodgson,
Brass Construction,
Banda Bassotti,
Skriet,
Lou Reed,
Lightning Bolt,
Roxette,
The Fugs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ralphi Rosario,
L. Decosne,
The Music Machine,
Lungfish,
David Axelrod,
Supertramp,
Oblivians,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fela Kuti,
Lyres,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Boredoms,
Graham Central Station,
Anakelly,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radio Birdman,
Lower 48,
the Soft Cell,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.