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 the UAE and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare 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 Duran Duran 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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Quantec,
Section 25,
K-Klass,
Bobby Womack,
Negative Approach,
Isaac Hayes,
Heaven 17,
The Young Rascals,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Happenings,
48th St. Collective,
The Move,
Lindisfarne,
Lou Christie,
FM Einheit,
Ultra Naté,
Scott Walker,
John Foxx,
Moby Grape,
Fela Kuti,
Sight & Sound,
Faust,
Scan 7,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sister Nancy,
Aaron Thompson,
Joey Negro,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gap Band,
D'Angelo,
Brass Construction,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mo-Dettes,
Suicide,
Anthony Braxton,
Los Fastidios,
Derrick May,
PIL,
Public Enemy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Niagra,
The Slits,
Cybotron,
Lakeside,
Hardrive,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pere Ubu,
Ronnie Foster,
Warsaw,
Suburban Knight,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tim Buckley,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Harmonia,
Porter Ricks,
Pierre Henry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Juan Atkins,
The Cosmic Jokers,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.