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 India and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Alphaville to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Soulsonic Force,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Sonics,
Groovy Waters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Howard Jones,
Crime,
The Standells,
Althea and Donna,
New Age Steppers,
The Wake,
The Raincoats,
Severed Heads,
These Immortal Souls,
Blake Baxter,
Laurel Aitken,
Michelle Simonal,
The Golliwogs,
Quantec,
The United States of America,
Robert Hood,
Anthony Braxton,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Hashim,
Eric Copeland,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Young Rascals,
The Dirtbombs,
MDC,
Isaac Hayes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Victims,
Organ,
The Monochrome Set,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fortunes,
Ossler,
Desert Stars,
Arthur Verocai,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Freddie Wadling,
Arab on Radar,
Dennis Brown,
Brass Construction,
PIL,
The Selecter,
Tears for Fears,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Swans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Man Eating Sloth,
10cc,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fugs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sonic Youth,
Hoover,
The Monks,
Simply Red,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.