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 Indonesia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 harpsichord 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 Public Image Ltd. to the techno 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Unrelated Segments,
Zero Boys,
Peter and Kerry,
Sällskapet,
Marc Almond,
Scientists,
Eric B and Rakim,
Blake Baxter,
Radiohead,
Idris Muhammad,
X-102,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nas,
Cheater Slicks,
New Order,
Roxy Music,
Bang On A Can,
Gang of Four,
Jacob Miller,
The Buckinghams,
The Moleskins,
Man Parrish,
Popol Vuh,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Names,
John Coltrane,
Make Up,
Oblivians,
Letta Mbulu,
Von Mondo,
The Index,
D'Angelo,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gap Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Ten City,
Grandmaster Flash,
Masters at Work,
Black Flag,
Half Japanese,
Sonic Youth,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Kinks,
cv313,
Blancmange,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fall,
The Martian,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Trojans,
Icehouse,
ABBA,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nirvana,
Aural Exciters,
The Slits,
PIL,
Neil Young,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.