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 Russia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mars to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Young Rascals,
Jeff Lynne,
Dual Sessions,
The United States of America,
Gastr Del Sol,
Black Moon,
China Crisis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Sheep,
Soul II Soul,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
La Düsseldorf,
The Zeros,
The Golliwogs,
Maurizio,
New Order,
Minor Threat,
Charles Mingus,
The Monochrome Set,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Livin' Joy,
Eurythmics,
The Motions,
DJ Style,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fear,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kerri Chandler,
Circle Jerks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dark Day,
Peter & Gordon,
UT,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers,
Rufus Thomas,
The Count Five,
The Five Americans,
Malaria!,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Alarm Clocks,
Derrick Morgan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Shadows of Knight,
Interpol,
Black Flag,
The Buckinghams,
The New Christs,
Intrusion,
David Axelrod,
the Slits,
Archie Shepp,
Negative Approach,
Danielle Patucci,
Pierre Henry,
Bob Dylan,
Au Pairs,
Bush Tetras,
K-Klass,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.