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 Mongolia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 Faust to the grime 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a marimba 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 clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Piero Umiliani,
PIL,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brick,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Neon Judgement,
Pierre Henry,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang of Four,
Shoche,
Sister Nancy,
Brand Nubian,
Depeche Mode,
Tubeway Army,
Easy Going,
Agitation Free,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Sonics,
Rapeman,
The Evens,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roy Ayers,
X-102,
Derrick May,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ronan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Talk Talk,
The Walker Brothers,
Suburban Knight,
Albert Ayler,
Crispy Ambulance,
Carl Craig,
Lower 48,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wasted Youth,
Technova,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Banda Bassotti,
Crooked Eye,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dave Gahan,
The Pretty Things,
David Bowie,
Rotary Connection,
The Move,
Pantytec,
Colin Newman,
The Pop Group,
Anthony Braxton,
Altered Images,
Moss Icon,
Mandrill,
Eurythmics,
June Days,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.