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 Pakistan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum 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 Matthew Halsall to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Sandy B,
Monolake,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Swell Maps,
Dorothy Ashby,
Black Flag,
Altered Images,
Bobby Womack,
Quantec,
Niagra,
Fatback Band,
The Gun Club,
Lungfish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fuzztones,
Eric Copeland,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Country Teasers,
Shoche,
The Star Department,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Alice Coltrane,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pantytec,
Soft Machine,
Scott Walker,
Average White Band,
Yellowson,
Tubeway Army,
John Cale,
Talk Talk,
The Walker Brothers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Patti Smith,
Joe Finger,
June of 44,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Velvet Underground,
Circle Jerks,
Cheater Slicks,
Nas,
Erykah Badu,
Dave Gahan,
the Swans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Doors,
The Neon Judgement,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camberwell Now,
Chris & Cosey,
Wasted Youth,
Negative Approach,
The Fortunes,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Doobie Brothers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Desert Stars,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.