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 New Zealand and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
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 808 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 Moebius to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Danielle Patucci,
Stereo Dub,
La Düsseldorf,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
James White and The Blacks,
The Busters,
Sonic Youth,
The Birthday Party,
The Standells,
AZ,
The Blackbyrds,
Sixth Finger,
The New Christs,
Unrelated Segments,
Judy Mowatt,
Heaven 17,
Cybotron,
Eric Dolphy,
Charles Mingus,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Drexciya,
Massinfluence,
Panda Bear,
Soft Machine,
Ronan,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Smoke,
Yellowson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kurtis Blow,
The Stooges,
T.S.O.L.,
Roger Hodgson,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gun Club,
The Young Rascals,
The Techniques,
Black Sheep,
Neu!,
Arcadia,
The Seeds,
Dark Day,
Scrapy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Erasure,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Moon,
KRS-One,
The Dead C,
Ultra Naté,
The Searchers,
MDC,
the Sonics,
Rufus Thomas,
Hardrive,
Grey Daturas,
8 Eyed Spy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Country Teasers,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.