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 Lyon.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ 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 The Motions to the electroclash 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Saccharine Trust,
LL Cool J,
Michelle Simonal,
The Black Dice,
Los Fastidios,
The Beau Brummels,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bootsy Collins,
Marine Girls,
Peter & Gordon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cosmic Jokers,
48th St. Collective,
Hashim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Erykah Badu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
E-Dancer,
Angry Samoans,
Nils Olav,
The Skatalites,
Quadrant,
Maleditus Sound,
New Order,
The Blues Magoos,
A Certain Ratio,
Avey Tare,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeff Lynne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Barracudas,
The Victims,
Average White Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Girls At Our Best!,
This Heat,
Buzzcocks,
Japan,
Bauhaus,
The Cure,
Zapp,
Minor Threat,
Neil Young,
Arab on Radar,
The Vogues,
Hot Snakes,
Skarface,
Mark Hollis,
Kas Product,
Ponytail,
Grandmaster Flash,
Half Japanese,
T.S.O.L.,
Lucky Dragons,
Motorama,
Lakeside,
Hardrive,
T. Rex,
Guru Guru,
Maurizio,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.