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 Cape Verde and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Velvet Underground to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
The Skatalites,
Pagans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moss Icon,
Erykah Badu,
Public Enemy,
The Divine Comedy,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Techniques,
Bobby Womack,
June of 44,
Scientists,
Marine Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Au Pairs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nico,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Interpol,
Brick,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Music Machine,
The Doors,
Faust,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
James White and The Blacks,
The Saints,
The Alarm Clocks,
Khruangbin,
Lungfish,
Roy Ayers,
Dual Sessions,
Icehouse,
The Wake,
The Associates,
Terrestrial Tones,
Massinfluence,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Golliwogs,
Aural Exciters,
The J.B.'s,
The Selecter,
Ituana,
Avey Tare,
Todd Terry,
Underground Resistance,
Joensuu 1685,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultra Naté,
Derrick May,
Dark Day,
Grey Daturas,
the Soft Cell,
Matthew Halsall,
Cybotron,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Slave,
Dorothy Ashby,
Patti Smith,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.