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 Kazakhstan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba 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 Das Ding to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Quando Quango,
The Zeros,
DNA,
Freddie Wadling,
Sällskapet,
R.M.O.,
China Crisis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Blancmange,
Organ,
Sonic Youth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Agitation Free,
Scion,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Barry Ungar,
Nils Olav,
Bronski Beat,
Funky Four + One,
Qualms,
Thompson Twins,
Hot Snakes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Depeche Mode,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sugar Minott,
The Trojans,
Judy Mowatt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
LL Cool J,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bill Wells,
Lalann,
Slick Rick,
Big Daddy Kane,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bang On A Can,
Crash Course in Science,
Man Parrish,
The Smiths,
Cecil Taylor,
The Young Rascals,
DJ Sneak,
The Star Department,
D'Angelo,
Sister Nancy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang Gang Dance,
Interpol,
Flipper,
Bill Near,
The Fire Engines,
Boredoms,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.