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 Iraq and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 X-101 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Archie Shepp,
Pantaleimon,
Ohio Players,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Unrelated Segments,
Tommy Roe,
Japan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sun City Girls,
David McCallum,
Colin Newman,
Chris & Cosey,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
LL Cool J,
the Germs,
The Birthday Party,
Alice Coltrane,
the Human League,
Davy DMX,
Lalann,
Gregory Isaacs,
Robert Görl,
Morten Harket,
Reagan Youth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jacques Brel,
Eric Dolphy,
Pussy Galore,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang of Four,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bauhaus,
Angry Samoans,
The Knickerbockers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Organ,
The Velvet Underground,
Connie Case,
The Shadows of Knight,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Magazine,
8 Eyed Spy,
Carl Craig,
The Leaves,
Eric Copeland,
Monolake,
Maleditus Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
Easy Going,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rapeman,
Masters at Work,
UT,
Rotary Connection,
Ultravox,
Dark Day,
Max Romeo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.