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 Croatia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Outsiders to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Spoonie Gee,
Althea and Donna,
The Gun Club,
The Evens,
Derrick May,
Sound Behaviour,
Lyres,
The Velvet Underground,
The Busters,
David Bowie,
Johnny Osbourne,
UT,
Popol Vuh,
Rotary Connection,
The Slits,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The New Christs,
The Modern Lovers,
Yellowson,
Funkadelic,
Quantec,
Grauzone,
Crash Course in Science,
The Invisible,
Country Teasers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Altered Images,
Organ,
June of 44,
Marshall Jefferson,
D'Angelo,
Henry Cow,
The Cowsills,
Gang Starr,
Carl Craig,
Marine Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sonic Youth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
8 Eyed Spy,
LL Cool J,
Jandek,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mad Mike,
Ronnie Foster,
Quadrant,
the Bar-Kays,
DJ Sneak,
Echospace,
The Gap Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Flipper,
MDC,
Ken Boothe,
Kool Moe Dee,
T.S.O.L.,
X-102,
Ice-T,
Crime,
Massinfluence,
Michelle Simonal,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.