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 Congo and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Martian to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Spoonie Gee,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scrapy,
The Fire Engines,
The Smiths,
Godley & Creme,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kurtis Blow,
Camberwell Now,
Can,
Sarah Menescal,
Moby Grape,
John Lydon,
Joe Smooth,
Derrick May,
Sparks,
John Holt,
Quando Quango,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Moleskins,
a-ha,
Deadbeat,
Y Pants,
Hashim,
Skriet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
10cc,
Electric Prunes,
Nick Fraelich,
The Selecter,
The Cure,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Harry Pussy,
Radio Birdman,
The Alarm Clocks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sex Pistols,
Massinfluence,
The Pop Group,
The United States of America,
Sister Nancy,
Max Romeo,
Motorama,
Faraquet,
Livin' Joy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Accadde A,
Pylon,
Aaron Thompson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Make Up,
Tom Boy,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.