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 Cape Verde and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 guitar 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 Soft Machine to the dance 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ornette Coleman,
Mantronix,
Susan Cadogan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lungfish,
Boz Scaggs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Swans,
Radiohead,
Letta Mbulu,
Camberwell Now,
Section 25,
The Gap Band,
Blancmange,
The Monochrome Set,
Steve Hackett,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ossler,
The Evens,
DNA,
Severed Heads,
Roy Ayers,
Black Pus,
F. McDonald,
Donald Byrd,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Unwound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Loose Ends,
Whodini,
Chrome,
The Smiths,
The Red Krayola,
Quando Quango,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Soft Cell,
The Raincoats,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sound Behaviour,
The Sound,
Gang Starr,
Nirvana,
Johnny Osbourne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kaleidoscope,
EPMD,
Hashim,
Urselle,
The Last Poets,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mars,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Babytalk,
Robert Wyatt,
Buzzcocks,
Ultravox,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fluxion,
The Beau Brummels,
Dual Sessions,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.