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 Ukraine and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 Crispy Ambulance to the dance 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Can,
Arthur Verocai,
Jacob Miller,
Average White Band,
X-102,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rapeman,
Marmalade,
Pere Ubu,
Accadde A,
Arcadia,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tropical Tobacco,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boredoms,
Harry Pussy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ponytail,
Nation of Ulysses,
Duran Duran,
Country Teasers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kurtis Blow,
Lyres,
Pole,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bad Manners,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dual Sessions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mars,
The Shadows of Knight,
Piero Umiliani,
Henry Cow,
B.T. Express,
Oblivians,
The Happenings,
Quadrant,
Ornette Coleman,
Scott Walker,
Q and Not U,
Wolf Eyes,
Hot Snakes,
MC5,
Motorama,
Y Pants,
Yusef Lateef,
Japan,
Derrick Morgan,
KRS-One,
Roxy Music,
Glenn Branca,
The Five Americans,
Zapp,
The Smiths,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.