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 Switzerland and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Harmonia to the jazz 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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Rhythm & Sound,
Skarface,
Matthew Halsall,
Darondo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Unrelated Segments,
Pole,
Kas Product,
Ronan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Wyatt,
Chris Corsano,
Nas,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brand Nubian,
Michelle Simonal,
Warsaw,
the Association,
Royal Trux,
Crash Course in Science,
the Human League,
Scratch Acid,
Icehouse,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pharoah Sanders,
Robert Hood,
Aswad,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang of Four,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Derrick Morgan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Neu!,
Sugar Minott,
Marcia Griffiths,
Black Bananas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Neil Young,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Khruangbin,
Gang Starr,
Hot Snakes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bluetip,
Infiniti,
Soul II Soul,
The Pretty Things,
Rites of Spring,
Quando Quango,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter & Gordon,
Inner City,
The Human League,
Crime,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.