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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar 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 Moebius to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harry Pussy,
Symarip,
Mad Mike,
Television,
Idris Muhammad,
Grauzone,
Mandrill,
Rhythm & Sound,
Absolute Body Control,
Neil Young,
Gang Starr,
The Evens,
Eden Ahbez,
Gregory Isaacs,
Clear Light,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
Interpol,
Essential Logic,
Pagans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ken Boothe,
Pulsallama,
DJ Sneak,
Simply Red,
Robert Hood,
The Blues Magoos,
Duran Duran,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Holt,
Sällskapet,
Letta Mbulu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Malaria!,
Sugar Minott,
Ornette Coleman,
Icehouse,
The Leaves,
Wally Richardson,
Sarah Menescal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wings,
Jeff Mills,
Sun City Girls,
Yazoo,
Ten City,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Star Department,
the Germs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roxette,
Scrapy,
Kayak,
Neu!,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Selecter,
The Searchers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Section 25,
Chrome,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.