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 Palau and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 Drive Like Jehu to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Chris & Cosey,
Pulsallama,
Maleditus Sound,
The Sonics,
Ice-T,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sister Nancy,
Aloha Tigers,
Sandy B,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Pus,
Jacob Miller,
David Bowie,
Sällskapet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Last Poets,
Ituana,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Funkadelic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erasure,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Moody Blues,
Byron Stingily,
Tomorrow,
Lebanon Hanover,
June Days,
Tears for Fears,
Zapp,
48th St. Collective,
MC5,
June of 44,
Hasil Adkins,
Oneida,
New York Dolls,
Donny Hathaway,
Donald Byrd,
Roxette,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Barbara Tucker,
Warren Ellis,
The Kinks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
New Order,
Royal Trux,
Moby Grape,
Electric Prunes,
John Coltrane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
James White and The Blacks,
The Remains,
ABBA,
Charles Mingus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minor Threat,
The Music Machine,
Spoonie Gee,
Drexciya,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.