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 Haiti and from New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sugar Minott to the crunk 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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Knickerbockers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
KRS-One,
Animal Collective,
Goldenarms,
Cymande,
The Count Five,
The Mummies,
Bronski Beat,
Stiv Bators,
The Golliwogs,
Swell Maps,
Minny Pops,
The Offenders,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sun City Girls,
The Music Machine,
Shoche,
Visage,
Livin' Joy,
Yellowson,
Theoretical Girls,
Sex Pistols,
The Seeds,
Malaria!,
Scrapy,
Eric Dolphy,
X-Ray Spex,
Quantec,
Rod Modell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hot Snakes,
Scion,
Black Moon,
The New Christs,
Slave,
Graham Central Station,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deadbeat,
Kenny Larkin,
Average White Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Danielle Patucci,
Anakelly,
Qualms,
The Walker Brothers,
Sound Behaviour,
Nick Fraelich,
Gerry Rafferty,
T.S.O.L.,
John Lydon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Faust,
Fad Gadget,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Buckinghams,
Au Pairs,
Amon Düül,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Suicide,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.