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 Moldova and from Taipei.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 China Crisis to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
The Walker Brothers,
Royal Trux,
Minny Pops,
Fat Boys,
Yazoo,
Bill Wells,
Ten City,
Donald Byrd,
Public Enemy,
The Cowsills,
Electric Prunes,
Brass Construction,
Cal Tjader,
Alison Limerick,
Swell Maps,
These Immortal Souls,
The Litter,
Brand Nubian,
Whodini,
Peter & Gordon,
Mr. Review,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
David Axelrod,
Visage,
Throbbing Gristle,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joensuu 1685,
Wasted Youth,
Don Cherry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Groovy Waters,
The Fuzztones,
Darondo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Iggy Pop,
Television,
The Sonics,
The New Christs,
Cameo,
The Fire Engines,
The Selecter,
Shoche,
The Red Krayola,
The Dirtbombs,
Funkadelic,
Dawn Penn,
Gang of Four,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lightning Bolt,
Grey Daturas,
Sonic Youth,
Severed Heads,
Black Moon,
Eli Mardock,
Nirvana,
Faust,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jacques Brel,
Tim Buckley,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.