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 Uganda and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar 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 The Durutti Column to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Morten Harket,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joey Negro,
The Mojo Men,
Piero Umiliani,
Soul II Soul,
Thee Headcoats,
Infiniti,
Grauzone,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Zeros,
Los Fastidios,
The Wake,
John Coltrane,
Man Eating Sloth,
Au Pairs,
Crash Course in Science,
The Residents,
Toni Rubio,
The Vogues,
the Soft Cell,
Minnie Riperton,
Audionom,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Todd Terry,
MDC,
Q and Not U,
Liliput,
Anthony Braxton,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Essential Logic,
The Saints,
Eric Dolphy,
the Normal,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jandek,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Glenn Branca,
Nation of Ulysses,
Angry Samoans,
Isaac Hayes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
CMW,
Judy Mowatt,
Barbara Tucker,
Hoover,
the Fania All-Stars,
Icehouse,
Roger Hodgson,
Pierre Henry,
New Order,
Babytalk,
Jeff Mills,
DJ Style,
Con Funk Shun,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cal Tjader,
The Cowsills,
the Human League,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.