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 Niger and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Darondo to the disco 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
H. Thieme,
The Beau Brummels,
La Düsseldorf,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dorothy Ashby,
Spoonie Gee,
F. McDonald,
The Gap Band,
Technova,
Wire,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marcia Griffiths,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fortunes,
Stetsasonic,
Mars,
Prince Buster,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alice Coltrane,
Davy DMX,
Can,
Nik Kershaw,
Minor Threat,
Severed Heads,
Duran Duran,
Quantec,
Alton Ellis,
Marine Girls,
Sandy B,
Wings,
Roxy Music,
Derrick Morgan,
Banda Bassotti,
the Association,
Crispian St. Peters,
Darondo,
Vladislav Delay,
John Lydon,
Bauhaus,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sister Nancy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Real Kids,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Zapp,
Scratch Acid,
Fifty Foot Hose,
David Bowie,
Grandmaster Flash,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deadbeat,
The Pretty Things,
a-ha,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Grey Daturas,
Ronan,
Bad Manners,
The J.B.'s,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.