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 Ukraine and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Wings to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Con Funk Shun,
Fad Gadget,
Television Personalities,
The Angels of Light,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Main Source,
The Buckinghams,
The Stooges,
Hoover,
the Soft Cell,
Delta 5,
Make Up,
Jeff Mills,
The Gories,
Rakim,
Pierre Henry,
DJ Style,
The Beau Brummels,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Blake Baxter,
Derrick May,
Aloha Tigers,
The Birthday Party,
Gabor Szabo,
Pantytec,
The Leaves,
Kas Product,
Crash Course in Science,
PIL,
Babytalk,
Stereo Dub,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Last Poets,
Quantec,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Fugs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Avey Tare,
Zero Boys,
The Black Dice,
Wings,
Fugazi,
Loose Ends,
Pole,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Reagan Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mad Mike,
The Fall,
Ponytail,
Dennis Brown,
Minny Pops,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bad Manners,
Soft Machine,
Yazoo,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.