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 Dominica and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
the Bar-Kays,
DJ Style,
The American Breed,
L. Decosne,
Janne Schatter,
Ultimate Spinach,
Matthew Halsall,
Ten City,
the Sonics,
Masters at Work,
Pierre Henry,
The Names,
The Offenders,
Electric Prunes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Starr,
Lou Reed,
The Motions,
The Black Dice,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Procol Harum,
Bobby Sherman,
Sandy B,
Neu!,
Erykah Badu,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Morten Harket,
It's A Beautiful Day,
John Lydon,
Jerry's Kids,
John Holt,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
New York Dolls,
Idris Muhammad,
Freddie Wadling,
Rosa Yemen,
Moby Grape,
Ralphi Rosario,
Essential Logic,
The Selecter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Con Funk Shun,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Vogues,
Bob Dylan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Josef K,
The Toasters,
Pagans,
Yaz,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Oblivians,
Funkadelic,
Slave,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gories,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sight & Sound,
Y Pants,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.