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 Italy and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 808 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 Subhumans to the jazz 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Association,
Kas Product,
The Martian,
Soul Sonic Force,
Youth Brigade,
Organ,
The Associates,
ABC,
Japan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Supertramp,
Porter Ricks,
Ultra Naté,
LL Cool J,
X-101,
Byron Stingily,
Mad Mike,
Agitation Free,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cybotron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
ABBA,
The Offenders,
The Zeros,
Dark Day,
B.T. Express,
Skriet,
Los Fastidios,
Little Man,
Drexciya,
Dorothy Ashby,
X-Ray Spex,
Joensuu 1685,
Khruangbin,
Gang Starr,
The Neon Judgement,
Quantec,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lee Hazlewood,
Reuben Wilson,
Motorama,
John Foxx,
Grauzone,
The Sonics,
New Order,
Roxy Music,
Hashim,
a-ha,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Siglo XX,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Blossom Toes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cowsills,
Boredoms,
Ponytail,
Oblivians,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.