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 St Kitts & Nevis and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 oboe 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 Interpol to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Warsaw,
Dorothy Ashby,
Darondo,
The New Christs,
Laurel Aitken,
Hot Snakes,
Minor Threat,
Arcadia,
Khruangbin,
Eddi Front,
Thee Headcoats,
The Cure,
Drexciya,
Motorama,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Colin Newman,
Television,
The Detroit Cobras,
Agitation Free,
Eden Ahbez,
Radio Birdman,
Delta 5,
Spoonie Gee,
The Doors,
The Pop Group,
Kas Product,
Gastr Del Sol,
This Heat,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Sheep,
Theoretical Girls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cybotron,
the Normal,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Monks,
Anakelly,
Dennis Brown,
Davy DMX,
Jerry's Kids,
Cameo,
Swans,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wasted Youth,
Erykah Badu,
John Holt,
The Five Americans,
Rufus Thomas,
Camouflage,
Jawbox,
The Smiths,
Wolf Eyes,
PIL,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Iggy Pop,
LL Cool J,
Mr. Review,
Spandau Ballet,
Peter and Kerry,
Essential Logic,
Max Romeo,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.