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 Oman and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Hasil Adkins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
The Move,
Grauzone,
The Velvet Underground,
Main Source,
Hashim,
China Crisis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Animal Collective,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sam Rivers,
the Swans,
Dual Sessions,
Terry Callier,
Kayak,
Susan Cadogan,
Joy Division,
Audionom,
Judy Mowatt,
Adolescents,
Average White Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Panda Bear,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Foxx,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Michelle Simonal,
Ludus,
Essential Logic,
The Pop Group,
Interpol,
Sound Behaviour,
Lalann,
New Age Steppers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Circle Jerks,
The Cure,
Fifty Foot Hose,
New Order,
Popol Vuh,
Outsiders,
Country Teasers,
Smog,
T.S.O.L.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rekid,
The Searchers,
Joey Negro,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sister Nancy,
JFA,
Pagans,
H. Thieme,
Eric Dolphy,
Mars,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Vogues,
The Gories,
Sun City Girls,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.