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 Nigeria and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 guitar 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fire Engines,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Spandau Ballet,
These Immortal Souls,
Roxy Music,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nas,
Eli Mardock,
The Mummies,
Todd Rundgren,
The J.B.'s,
The Angels of Light,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Litter,
Jacob Miller,
Desert Stars,
Alice Coltrane,
Bang On A Can,
Glenn Branca,
Pantytec,
Deakin,
the Sonics,
Scientists,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Wake,
Darondo,
Faust,
Ohio Players,
The Smoke,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Fortunes,
The Kinks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Surgeon,
Tears for Fears,
Technova,
Man Parrish,
Ossler,
Albert Ayler,
The Durutti Column,
Section 25,
Essential Logic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
X-102,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Seeds,
Gang Starr,
The Human League,
the Association,
Hashim,
Vladislav Delay,
Laurel Aitken,
The Slits,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ituana,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lindisfarne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.