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 Haiti and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Iggy Pop to the electroclash 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
The Doobie Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Dirtbombs,
Reuben Wilson,
Skaos,
Easy Going,
X-Ray Spex,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Half Japanese,
John Foxx,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Hood,
Black Bananas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Khruangbin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
T.S.O.L.,
John Coltrane,
Agent Orange,
Man Parrish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jawbox,
Flipper,
Das Ding,
Soft Cell,
Massinfluence,
Scan 7,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Skarface,
The Saints,
Carl Craig,
Rufus Thomas,
Lucky Dragons,
The Kinks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Swell Maps,
Deakin,
DJ Style,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tres Demented,
The Star Department,
Niagra,
Silicon Teens,
June of 44,
Toni Rubio,
The Velvet Underground,
Thompson Twins,
China Crisis,
Harpers Bizarre,
Echospace,
Siglo XX,
Delon & Dalcan,
R.M.O.,
The Happenings,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ten City,
Davy DMX,
Banda Bassotti,
The New Christs,
Slick Rick,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.