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 Albania and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eden Ahbez to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
10cc,
Rotary Connection,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kerri Chandler,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sight & Sound,
Toni Rubio,
Hashim,
Funky Four + One,
The Saints,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nas,
Index,
Bauhaus,
the Swans,
Lalo Schifrin,
DNA,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scion,
The New Christs,
Fear,
Warsaw,
UT,
the Human League,
Subhumans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ultravox,
Reuben Wilson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Guru Guru,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ludus,
Nico,
Royal Trux,
Todd Terry,
Au Pairs,
The Monochrome Set,
Magma,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Youth Brigade,
Laurel Aitken,
Juan Atkins,
Section 25,
Boz Scaggs,
Little Man,
Television Personalities,
KRS-One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeff Mills,
Gerry Rafferty,
Suicide,
Camberwell Now,
Buzzcocks,
Janne Schatter,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rufus Thomas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mad Mike,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.