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 Zimbabwe and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Human League,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lyres,
Leonard Cohen,
Goldenarms,
Metal Thangz,
kango's stein massive,
Jacob Miller,
Television Personalities,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
10cc,
Section 25,
Basic Channel,
Carl Craig,
The Standells,
Whodini,
Matthew Halsall,
The Golliwogs,
Sexual Harrassment,
John Cale,
Lou Reed,
Interpol,
Oneida,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
In Retrospect,
Charles Mingus,
Danielle Patucci,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bronski Beat,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang Green,
Dark Day,
Sarah Menescal,
Intrusion,
Minny Pops,
the Swans,
Black Bananas,
Swans,
Infiniti,
AZ,
Arcadia,
Traffic Nightmare,
Saccharine Trust,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grauzone,
CMW,
Yellowson,
Bobby Womack,
Alison Limerick,
The Divine Comedy,
Tim Buckley,
Ponytail,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bush Tetras,
The Move,
Chrome,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Pop Group,
The Trojans,
Deakin,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.