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 Spain and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nas to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
MC5,
Althea and Donna,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skriet,
John Foxx,
Sixth Finger,
The Blues Magoos,
Q and Not U,
Patti Smith,
Alton Ellis,
Lightning Bolt,
Ultimate Spinach,
Popol Vuh,
Fluxion,
Tim Buckley,
The Birthday Party,
The Golliwogs,
The Seeds,
Sällskapet,
Franke,
Buzzcocks,
The Motions,
Can,
Brass Construction,
Blancmange,
Alice Coltrane,
Rosa Yemen,
John Coltrane,
The Victims,
The Leaves,
Sun City Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Altered Images,
David Axelrod,
Roxette,
Mark Hollis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Kinks,
The Human League,
Lungfish,
Stiv Bators,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Amon Düül II,
Minny Pops,
Porter Ricks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pylon,
John Lydon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Anakelly,
Stockholm Monsters,
Smog,
Model 500,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Slick Rick,
the Sonics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Oblivians,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.