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 Cape Verde and from Copenhagen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron 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 Roxy Music to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Flash Fearless,
Warsaw,
Idris Muhammad,
The Searchers,
Bad Manners,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Bar-Kays,
Gabor Szabo,
Cal Tjader,
The Smoke,
DJ Sneak,
Kenny Larkin,
Lower 48,
The Gap Band,
Kerri Chandler,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pierre Henry,
Hardrive,
the Human League,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Amazonics,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mr. Review,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Babytalk,
Mantronix,
Eden Ahbez,
DNA,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Country Teasers,
Pantaleimon,
KRS-One,
Lyres,
Patti Smith,
DJ Style,
Tears for Fears,
Dave Gahan,
Leonard Cohen,
David Bowie,
Jerry's Kids,
Lungfish,
Black Flag,
Darondo,
Simply Red,
Susan Cadogan,
Talk Talk,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Blancmange,
Los Fastidios,
Bauhaus,
Pole,
Rotary Connection,
Chris Corsano,
Con Funk Shun,
Half Japanese,
Bluetip,
David Axelrod,
The Stooges,
Camberwell Now,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.