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 Bahrain and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fear to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skriet,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
June Days,
Ponytail,
This Heat,
Supertramp,
Radiopuhelimet,
Section 25,
The Sonics,
Severed Heads,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sex Pistols,
Rapeman,
Babytalk,
The Red Krayola,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
kango's stein massive,
The Motions,
Peter and Kerry,
Shuggie Otis,
Angry Samoans,
The Doors,
Swell Maps,
Marc Almond,
Deadbeat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ossler,
The Offenders,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Soft Cell,
The Slits,
Grey Daturas,
Alphaville,
LL Cool J,
The Modern Lovers,
The Divine Comedy,
Maurizio,
Wolf Eyes,
Mantronix,
Fatback Band,
Bang On A Can,
Easy Going,
The Misunderstood,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
A Certain Ratio,
The Knickerbockers,
The Gap Band,
a-ha,
Amon Düül,
Amon Düül II,
James White and The Blacks,
Shoche,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scrapy,
L. Decosne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swans,
Electric Prunes,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.