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 Russia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Michael McDonald 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 E-Dancer to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Skriet,
Tom Boy,
Tomorrow,
Chris & Cosey,
DJ Style,
Marc Almond,
The Pop Group,
Black Flag,
Eddi Front,
Big Daddy Kane,
Basic Channel,
Y Pants,
Monks,
Eli Mardock,
The Velvet Underground,
The Red Krayola,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
JFA,
Sonny Sharrock,
Loose Ends,
Soft Cell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Holt,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric Copeland,
Eden Ahbez,
Cybotron,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cecil Taylor,
ABC,
Excepter,
The Searchers,
The Gun Club,
AZ,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Crash Course in Science,
Banda Bassotti,
cv313,
Dorothy Ashby,
Glenn Branca,
The Electric Prunes,
Thompson Twins,
Donny Hathaway,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Motions,
Susan Cadogan,
Rapeman,
48th St. Collective,
a-ha,
The Music Machine,
Zapp,
Los Fastidios,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Porter Ricks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Visage,
Morten Harket,
Minnie Riperton,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bush Tetras,
Faraquet,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.