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 Kiribati and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Pussy Galore to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Derrick Morgan,
Audionom,
New York Dolls,
Sam Rivers,
Second Layer,
Bobby Byrd,
L. Decosne,
Reagan Youth,
Oneida,
Lebanon Hanover,
Trumans Water,
Howard Jones,
Ohio Players,
Eric Copeland,
Symarip,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Derrick May,
Blancmange,
Ituana,
Grey Daturas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Skaos,
Leonard Cohen,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Deadbeat,
Lucky Dragons,
Pylon,
Khruangbin,
Mars,
The Cure,
Harmonia,
Fat Boys,
John Holt,
The Buckinghams,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Stockholm Monsters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Procol Harum,
The Sonics,
Radio Birdman,
Maleditus Sound,
Faraquet,
Hot Snakes,
The Cowsills,
Blossom Toes,
AZ,
Letta Mbulu,
Ornette Coleman,
New Age Steppers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Moody Blues,
Bauhaus,
Sun City Girls,
Henry Cow,
Infiniti,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.