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 Poland and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sarah Menescal to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Moody Blues,
Animal Collective,
Y Pants,
Carl Craig,
The Evens,
Shuggie Otis,
Barbara Tucker,
Bronski Beat,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bauhaus,
The Sonics,
Kurtis Blow,
Urselle,
Ohio Players,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Slave,
Flamin' Groovies,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Skatalites,
Drexciya,
Rites of Spring,
Gang Starr,
The Techniques,
Josef K,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mr. Review,
The Gladiators,
Soft Machine,
Jeru the Damaja,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Todd Rundgren,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Vladislav Delay,
the Bar-Kays,
The Grass Roots,
Sister Nancy,
Wasted Youth,
Sixth Finger,
The Barracudas,
Erykah Badu,
The Human League,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aswad,
Jerry's Kids,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerri Chandler,
the Sonics,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fluxion,
Lucky Dragons,
Tom Boy,
Maleditus Sound,
The Raincoats,
Lebanon Hanover,
Depeche Mode,
David Axelrod,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.