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 Seychelles and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Chris Corsano to the grime 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Bizarre Inc.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Zero Boys,
The Wake,
The Modern Lovers,
Sun Ra,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Blues Magoos,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Piero Umiliani,
June Days,
Davy DMX,
Sparks,
The Selecter,
Bronski Beat,
Lower 48,
The Durutti Column,
The Human League,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Suburban Knight,
Rod Modell,
Derrick Morgan,
Nas,
The Young Rascals,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Isaac Hayes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Brand Nubian,
Faust,
Underground Resistance,
Thompson Twins,
Television Personalities,
Fad Gadget,
The Divine Comedy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tears for Fears,
Suicide,
Kenny Larkin,
Bill Near,
Pole,
John Lydon,
The Moleskins,
Basic Channel,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Icehouse,
Simply Red,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nils Olav,
Derrick May,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pagans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eden Ahbez,
The Misunderstood,
The Doors,
Subhumans,
Talk Talk,
The Saints,
The Techniques,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.