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 Peru and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Buzzcocks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soft Cell,
Roxette,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Evens,
Rakim,
Man Eating Sloth,
Interpol,
Lakeside,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Monks,
The Real Kids,
Brand Nubian,
Can,
MDC,
The Dead C,
The Standells,
John Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ronnie Foster,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moby Grape,
La Düsseldorf,
Section 25,
Organ,
Lou Reed,
Saccharine Trust,
Amon Düül,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ponytail,
Kevin Saunderson,
Iggy Pop,
Matthew Halsall,
Connie Case,
Monks,
The Skatalites,
Black Bananas,
Bronski Beat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Sheep,
Chris & Cosey,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Grass Roots,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Alison Limerick,
Marine Girls,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Residents,
Scott Walker,
Dawn Penn,
The Techniques,
Kurtis Blow,
The Gap Band,
Yusef Lateef,
T.S.O.L.,
David Bowie,
Lalo Schifrin,
Niagra,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.