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 Colombia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum 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 Donny Hathaway to the punk 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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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 Music Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
H. Thieme,
Altered Images,
Peter & Gordon,
Severed Heads,
Ponytail,
Tears for Fears,
ABBA,
Marvin Gaye,
Toni Rubio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cameo,
Second Layer,
Chrome,
Howard Jones,
Quantec,
Smog,
Neil Young,
Sex Pistols,
Aloha Tigers,
E-Dancer,
Procol Harum,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eddi Front,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Wake,
Susan Cadogan,
Sun City Girls,
Bluetip,
Cal Tjader,
The Golliwogs,
Dark Day,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Masters at Work,
Public Image Ltd.,
Slave,
Connie Case,
Swans,
John Coltrane,
Graham Central Station,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
PIL,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Byrd,
Lalann,
Kerri Chandler,
Aaron Thompson,
KRS-One,
Reagan Youth,
The Velvet Underground,
Panda Bear,
Spandau Ballet,
T. Rex,
Albert Ayler,
Wally Richardson,
The Barracudas,
The Five Americans,
Gabor Szabo,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.