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 Hungary and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Ronan to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk 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?
EPMD,
China Crisis,
David Axelrod,
James Chance & The Contortions,
H. Thieme,
Vladislav Delay,
Maurizio,
Kas Product,
The Velvet Underground,
Guru Guru,
Hardrive,
Wolf Eyes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Suburban Knight,
Flipper,
The Evens,
The Music Machine,
The Doobie Brothers,
Darondo,
Supertramp,
Sam Rivers,
The Fuzztones,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marc Almond,
Fela Kuti,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Victims,
48th St. Collective,
Y Pants,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eddi Front,
Sonny Sharrock,
Deadbeat,
FM Einheit,
Sister Nancy,
Slick Rick,
kango's stein massive,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soft Cell,
The Residents,
The Last Poets,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Porter Ricks,
Brothers Johnson,
Eric Copeland,
Silicon Teens,
The Barracudas,
Duran Duran,
Tommy Roe,
Johnny Clarke,
the Normal,
Alice Coltrane,
Anakelly,
Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Swans,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.