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 Slovakia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Doors to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Porter Ricks,
Masters at Work,
Todd Terry,
The Beau Brummels,
Josef K,
Qualms,
Fat Boys,
cv313,
The Fortunes,
Dennis Brown,
The Gap Band,
Mantronix,
D'Angelo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Television Personalities,
Jeff Mills,
Alton Ellis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Black Dice,
a-ha,
The Offenders,
John Foxx,
Kaleidoscope,
Tim Buckley,
Alphaville,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Gories,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sun Ra,
Surgeon,
Nils Olav,
Crooked Eye,
Interpol,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Outsiders,
Sun City Girls,
Royal Trux,
10cc,
Youth Brigade,
The Knickerbockers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Happenings,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Mummies,
Minor Threat,
The Stooges,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Toasters,
Icehouse,
David McCallum,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kayak,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MC5,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marvin Gaye,
Brick,
Young Marble Giants,
Terrestrial Tones,
Barrington Levy,
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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.