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 Argentina and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Zapp,
The Leaves,
Josef K,
Marine Girls,
Amon Düül,
Yazoo,
Agitation Free,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Suicide,
Wasted Youth,
Hoover,
Judy Mowatt,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fuzztones,
Robert Görl,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Iggy Pop,
Marmalade,
kango's stein massive,
The Pretty Things,
Barry Ungar,
Cameo,
Essential Logic,
The Electric Prunes,
The Walker Brothers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gang of Four,
Mars,
Henry Cow,
D'Angelo,
The Busters,
Spoonie Gee,
Lungfish,
Warren Ellis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nas,
The Dirtbombs,
John Lydon,
The Grass Roots,
The Alarm Clocks,
Echospace,
the Human League,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nirvana,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Derrick Morgan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Babytalk,
Idris Muhammad,
Tropical Tobacco,
Von Mondo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Swell Maps,
Funkadelic,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jesper Dahlback,
Porter Ricks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nick Fraelich,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.