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 Nigeria and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 synthesizer 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 DNA to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Unrelated Segments,
Gregory Isaacs,
Adolescents,
The Evens,
The Five Americans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ituana,
Arcadia,
New York Dolls,
Aural Exciters,
Los Fastidios,
Hoover,
Sixth Finger,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kevin Saunderson,
Arthur Verocai,
Visage,
The Associates,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Human League,
Ohio Players,
Brand Nubian,
Black Pus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chrome,
Audionom,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dennis Brown,
Sister Nancy,
Danielle Patucci,
D'Angelo,
Rotary Connection,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Deepchord,
Con Funk Shun,
Matthew Bourne,
Crispian St. Peters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Erasure,
Massinfluence,
The Grass Roots,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Cowsills,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nirvana,
Slick Rick,
Susan Cadogan,
Basic Channel,
China Crisis,
The Litter,
the Slits,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Selecter,
Derrick Morgan,
DNA,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.