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 Cameroon and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Lou Reed 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 Kerri Chandler to the disco 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Skatalites,
Neu!,
In Retrospect,
Skaos,
Sun Ra,
Marmalade,
Amazonics,
Trumans Water,
Chrome,
Thee Headcoats,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kerri Chandler,
Eric Dolphy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Goldenarms,
The Angels of Light,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ralphi Rosario,
Morten Harket,
Excepter,
Connie Case,
Hot Snakes,
The Martian,
Bronski Beat,
Mandrill,
Nirvana,
Eddi Front,
Cabaret Voltaire,
LL Cool J,
Archie Shepp,
Sparks,
Agitation Free,
Lindisfarne,
Porter Ricks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
X-Ray Spex,
Heaven 17,
The Names,
cv313,
Mark Hollis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang of Four,
Kool Moe Dee,
Angry Samoans,
The Cure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Shoche,
Barry Ungar,
Carl Craig,
Motorama,
Susan Cadogan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Freddie Wadling,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crime,
Youth Brigade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.