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 Rwanda 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 Drive Like Jehu to the funk 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Essential Logic,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brick,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pagans,
Black Moon,
The Zeros,
Audionom,
Outsiders,
Das Ding,
Moss Icon,
Bob Dylan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
ABC,
Adolescents,
Alison Limerick,
10cc,
Girls At Our Best!,
Franke,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
John Cale,
The Fire Engines,
Quando Quango,
CMW,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Morten Harket,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nils Olav,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The United States of America,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lower 48,
The Selecter,
Ludus,
Lindisfarne,
Aural Exciters,
Albert Ayler,
Glambeats Corp.,
Hardrive,
Alice Coltrane,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marmalade,
Agitation Free,
Radiohead,
Isaac Hayes,
The Vogues,
Siglo XX,
Cluster,
Barbara Tucker,
Soft Machine,
The Walker Brothers,
Wolf Eyes,
The Gladiators,
Man Eating Sloth,
K-Klass,
Deakin,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.