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 Zimbabwe and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Donald Fagen 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 Icehouse to the electroclash 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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Massinfluence,
Radiopuhelimet,
Deakin,
John Holt,
Maleditus Sound,
Avey Tare,
Rekid,
Babytalk,
Jeru the Damaja,
Chris & Cosey,
Goldenarms,
Arthur Verocai,
Lungfish,
Depeche Mode,
Idris Muhammad,
Ken Boothe,
Sonic Youth,
Janne Schatter,
Andrew Hill,
Gang Starr,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fortunes,
One Last Wish,
Pantytec,
Nils Olav,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Sonics,
Rosa Yemen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
KRS-One,
Bobby Sherman,
Eric Dolphy,
Nirvana,
Drexciya,
Lyres,
The Real Kids,
The Index,
Darondo,
The Litter,
Jawbox,
Archie Shepp,
Kenny Larkin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Little Man,
Model 500,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Altered Images,
Pussy Galore,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Half Japanese,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Morten Harket,
Cecil Taylor,
The Leaves,
Boz Scaggs,
Patti Smith,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mandrill,
Sexual Harrassment,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.