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 Estonia and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ludus to the electroclash 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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
The Zeros,
Ice-T,
Jeff Lynne,
Matthew Halsall,
Lyres,
L. Decosne,
Mantronix,
James White and The Blacks,
Isaac Hayes,
Tommy Roe,
Althea and Donna,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Blancmange,
Ronnie Foster,
Agitation Free,
Alice Coltrane,
Sugar Minott,
Carl Craig,
Blake Baxter,
Josef K,
Fluxion,
Beasts of Bourbon,
ABBA,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pole,
Sound Behaviour,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Newcleus,
Godley & Creme,
Thompson Twins,
Soul II Soul,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Slits,
The Walker Brothers,
Deadbeat,
Whodini,
Aswad,
Parry Music,
Bobby Womack,
Sun City Girls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bootsy Collins,
Accadde A,
The Alarm Clocks,
Symarip,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Reagan Youth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tomorrow,
The Gories,
Youth Brigade,
The Moody Blues,
Audionom,
the Sonics,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crime,
Buzzcocks,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.