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 Brunei and from Calgary.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ten City to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Half Japanese,
the Normal,
Kas Product,
David McCallum,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Pop Group,
Aaron Thompson,
Boz Scaggs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dark Day,
Soulsonic Force,
Rod Modell,
Das Ding,
Idris Muhammad,
Alphaville,
Roxette,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed,
Nick Fraelich,
X-102,
Theoretical Girls,
Altered Images,
Michelle Simonal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Remains,
Royal Trux,
The J.B.'s,
Mo-Dettes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Qualms,
T.S.O.L.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
10cc,
Marc Almond,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Harmonia,
The Names,
Easy Going,
X-101,
Maurizio,
Arab on Radar,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Birthday Party,
Schoolly D,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Crash Course in Science,
This Heat,
The Barracudas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bobby Byrd,
Sun City Girls,
Average White Band,
Technova,
Hardrive,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Au Pairs,
Model 500,
Joy Division,
Laurel Aitken,
Cybotron,
The Monochrome Set,
Roxy Music,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.