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 Qatar and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lagos.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
The Mojo Men,
Pere Ubu,
Bobby Byrd,
Fela Kuti,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Porter Ricks,
Juan Atkins,
Ituana,
China Crisis,
Wally Richardson,
This Heat,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sex Pistols,
Nirvana,
Average White Band,
B.T. Express,
Eric Copeland,
D'Angelo,
cv313,
Tropical Tobacco,
Spoonie Gee,
EPMD,
Newcleus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Electric Prunes,
Colin Newman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pulsallama,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Index,
The Barracudas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lakeside,
Mark Hollis,
Infiniti,
Absolute Body Control,
Monolake,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Index,
Idris Muhammad,
DJ Sneak,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Womack,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Vainqueur,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Los Fastidios,
Sällskapet,
Depeche Mode,
Carl Craig,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Can,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ultra Naté,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Half Japanese,
Brand Nubian,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Stockholm Monsters,
ABBA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.