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 Armenia and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Warren Ellis to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Oblivians,
Jerry's Kids,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scrapy,
Bobby Sherman,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Byrd,
Alton Ellis,
Tubeway Army,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ponytail,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Roxette,
Reagan Youth,
Quadrant,
The Busters,
Maurizio,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sun City Girls,
Franke,
Hashim,
Deepchord,
Skaos,
Rhythm & Sound,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kenny Larkin,
Roxy Music,
Minutemen,
Marine Girls,
Tommy Roe,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rakim,
Lou Christie,
Brick,
Tim Buckley,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Hoover,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kaleidoscope,
Unwound,
ABC,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Carl Craig,
The Martian,
Ronan,
Desert Stars,
Dawn Penn,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Visage,
Rekid,
KRS-One,
Severed Heads,
Siglo XX,
Gregory Isaacs,
T. Rex,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Remains,
Blancmange,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.