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 Syria and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb 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 Country Teasers to the funk 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vainqueur,
Ituana,
Man Parrish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Laurel Aitken,
CMW,
Brothers Johnson,
Joensuu 1685,
Essential Logic,
Suburban Knight,
Arab on Radar,
Grandmaster Flash,
Massinfluence,
Minny Pops,
The Cowsills,
Swell Maps,
Sex Pistols,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Aloha Tigers,
Goldenarms,
Chris Corsano,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DNA,
The Names,
Oneida,
The Fugs,
Susan Cadogan,
Zero Boys,
Tim Buckley,
Wolf Eyes,
Radiohead,
Ultimate Spinach,
Second Layer,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jesper Dahlback,
Country Teasers,
Robert Görl,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ultravox,
Hashim,
Funkadelic,
Michelle Simonal,
DJ Sneak,
Echospace,
Joe Finger,
Gang Starr,
Erykah Badu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
10cc,
Delta 5,
Nico,
Main Source,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Danielle Patucci,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ten City,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.