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 East Timor and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Gong to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Quando Quango,
Procol Harum,
Joensuu 1685,
Pierre Henry,
Shuggie Otis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Victims,
Gang Green,
The Golliwogs,
Yazoo,
Talk Talk,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Steve Hackett,
Ponytail,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Drexciya,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Big Daddy Kane,
New York Dolls,
John Cale,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Easy Going,
Buzzcocks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marine Girls,
The Cramps,
Amazonics,
Eurythmics,
Dennis Brown,
Curtis Mayfield,
Faraquet,
Glambeats Corp.,
Oneida,
Tropical Tobacco,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dual Sessions,
the Bar-Kays,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Sheep,
Chris & Cosey,
Soul II Soul,
The Tremeloes,
Technova,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fire Engines,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Angels of Light,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Human League,
the Slits,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Association,
Gang Starr,
Eden Ahbez,
Deadbeat,
Average White Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marshall Jefferson,
Colin Newman,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.