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 Argentina and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron 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 D'Angelo to the techno 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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Sex Pistols,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cymande,
Ken Boothe,
Ronnie Foster,
The Techniques,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joyce Sims,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Agent Orange,
Kaleidoscope,
Erykah Badu,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aaron Thompson,
The Neon Judgement,
Das Ding,
Dave Gahan,
The Litter,
Joey Negro,
Iggy Pop,
Malaria!,
Procol Harum,
JFA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jerry's Kids,
Joe Finger,
Reuben Wilson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vainqueur,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mandrill,
The Victims,
Robert Görl,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Searchers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marmalade,
Second Layer,
Moby Grape,
The Leaves,
OOIOO,
Panda Bear,
Blossom Toes,
Minor Threat,
Accadde A,
Swans,
Bluetip,
Dual Sessions,
The Fire Engines,
Todd Rundgren,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobby Womack,
Byron Stingily,
The Kinks,
The Music Machine,
Lindisfarne,
Main Source,
Royal Trux,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.