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 Kazakhstan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar 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 Arthur Verocai to the rock 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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Von Mondo,
Ponytail,
Janne Schatter,
Sandy B,
The Smiths,
Underground Resistance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Circle Jerks,
DJ Sneak,
Gang Gang Dance,
Talk Talk,
Chrome,
Adolescents,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Count Five,
Eurythmics,
Cheater Slicks,
Q65,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Martian,
Rosa Yemen,
Joy Division,
Hot Snakes,
The Happenings,
The Durutti Column,
Girls At Our Best!,
Althea and Donna,
The Dead C,
Brass Construction,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Saccharine Trust,
The Mojo Men,
La Düsseldorf,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Smoke,
Simply Red,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Brothers Johnson,
Lindisfarne,
Bootsy Collins,
JFA,
Radiohead,
E-Dancer,
Can,
Ornette Coleman,
Jandek,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ten City,
the Human League,
Wings,
June of 44,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jesper Dahlback,
Radio Birdman,
The Fuzztones,
OOIOO,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.