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 Chile and from Delhi.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tom Boy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
The Blackbyrds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marcia Griffiths,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lindisfarne,
Johnny Clarke,
Rakim,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Patti Smith,
Bob Dylan,
The Red Krayola,
Piero Umiliani,
Audionom,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Underground Resistance,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Bar-Kays,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Slits,
H. Thieme,
Connie Case,
David McCallum,
Altered Images,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lakeside,
Todd Terry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Alton Ellis,
Steve Hackett,
Can,
Peter and Kerry,
The Alarm Clocks,
Slick Rick,
FM Einheit,
Electric Prunes,
Thee Headcoats,
The Birthday Party,
Au Pairs,
Rapeman,
Amon Düül,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pulsallama,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Anthony Braxton,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Swell Maps,
Scion,
Kas Product,
Leonard Cohen,
Derrick Morgan,
Charles Mingus,
K-Klass,
Shuggie Otis,
Public Enemy,
The Smoke,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.