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 Australia and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Zapp,
Excepter,
Lungfish,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jawbox,
the Sonics,
Freddie Wadling,
Matthew Halsall,
Funky Four + One,
Moebius,
Duran Duran,
KRS-One,
Swans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bronski Beat,
Joe Finger,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Y Pants,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Todd Rundgren,
Agitation Free,
Suicide,
Arcadia,
Erasure,
Terry Callier,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Gories,
Metal Thangz,
Minor Threat,
a-ha,
Tom Boy,
48th St. Collective,
These Immortal Souls,
The Slackers,
Todd Terry,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Procol Harum,
Outsiders,
T. Rex,
Jesper Dahlback,
Easy Going,
Oblivians,
Junior Murvin,
Jeff Mills,
Pierre Henry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Yellowson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Japan,
Yazoo,
Yaz,
Heaven 17,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Aloha Tigers,
The Modern Lovers,
Visage,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.