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 India and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Colin Newman to the crunk 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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Minor Threat,
Basic Channel,
John Coltrane,
H. Thieme,
Donald Byrd,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeff Lynne,
Khruangbin,
the Sonics,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang Starr,
Drive Like Jehu,
K-Klass,
Cabaret Voltaire,
This Heat,
Flamin' Groovies,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Josef K,
Hasil Adkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sly & The Family Stone,
Von Mondo,
Buzzcocks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brass Construction,
The Mojo Men,
Dual Sessions,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Make Up,
Infiniti,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
DJ Sneak,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ken Boothe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
L. Decosne,
Kas Product,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Hood,
Graham Central Station,
Johnny Osbourne,
Isaac Hayes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Maurizio,
Archie Shepp,
The Angels of Light,
Echospace,
Brick,
Chris & Cosey,
The Barracudas,
The Cramps,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Delta 5,
The New Christs,
China Crisis,
Whodini,
Black Sheep,
Anakelly,
Banda Bassotti,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
World's Most,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.