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 Kenya and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Matthew Halsall to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
The Names,
Gabor Szabo,
Monks,
Spoonie Gee,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
John Coltrane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Q and Not U,
Wasted Youth,
The Blackbyrds,
Eric Dolphy,
Yusef Lateef,
Cheater Slicks,
The Stooges,
Gang Starr,
Neu!,
Soul II Soul,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bush Tetras,
Sister Nancy,
Delta 5,
Slave,
The Sound,
Altered Images,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pylon,
Oblivians,
Lower 48,
the Human League,
The Durutti Column,
Masters at Work,
Patti Smith,
Newcleus,
Franke,
Albert Ayler,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Clear Light,
Warren Ellis,
Minnie Riperton,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Althea and Donna,
the Soft Cell,
Flash Fearless,
The Smiths,
Ultravox,
Man Eating Sloth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Archie Shepp,
Derrick Morgan,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Boredoms,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.