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 Georgia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Maurizio to the disco 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
The Mojo Men,
Jacob Miller,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Techniques,
The Monochrome Set,
Derrick May,
Kurtis Blow,
Big Daddy Kane,
Vladislav Delay,
Ronnie Foster,
Brick,
Reuben Wilson,
Joey Negro,
PIL,
Amon Düül,
Minutemen,
Spoonie Gee,
Television,
Althea and Donna,
The Velvet Underground,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Brand Nubian,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
kango's stein massive,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Average White Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Human League,
Cecil Taylor,
David Bowie,
Q and Not U,
Suburban Knight,
Panda Bear,
Juan Atkins,
Depeche Mode,
Scion,
D'Angelo,
Unrelated Segments,
Scott Walker,
The Grass Roots,
Alton Ellis,
Newcleus,
Blake Baxter,
Robert Wyatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Fall,
Khruangbin,
Simply Red,
Fear,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
This Heat,
Heaven 17,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sonic Youth,
Rites of Spring,
Minor Threat,
Mantronix,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.