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 Montenegro and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 FM Einheit to the funk 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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Surgeon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Derrick Morgan,
Mr. Review,
Accadde A,
Rosa Yemen,
The Alarm Clocks,
Little Man,
Minor Threat,
The Slits,
The Busters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Clear Light,
Nirvana,
Fatback Band,
Nils Olav,
Warsaw,
Donny Hathaway,
Intrusion,
Main Source,
Rufus Thomas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scrapy,
Soulsonic Force,
World's Most,
Lungfish,
The Modern Lovers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gang of Four,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crash Course in Science,
Brothers Johnson,
Neil Young,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
New Age Steppers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The American Breed,
Bang On A Can,
Youth Brigade,
Roxette,
Scion,
James White and The Blacks,
Alphaville,
Piero Umiliani,
Ohio Players,
Gang Gang Dance,
Todd Terry,
Colin Newman,
Bobby Womack,
Stetsasonic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Robert Hood,
The Real Kids,
Echospace,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Remains,
AZ,
Buzzcocks,
Oblivians,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.