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 Chad and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 the Slits to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
John Cale,
Babytalk,
Terry Callier,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Gap Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Jeff Lynne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lyres,
The American Breed,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter and Kerry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lungfish,
Johnny Clarke,
Slick Rick,
Camouflage,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Freddie Wadling,
The Leaves,
Dead Boys,
Average White Band,
The Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Bananas,
Quadrant,
Lindisfarne,
Yaz,
Derrick May,
Neil Young,
Rotary Connection,
Rites of Spring,
World's Most,
Whodini,
Motorama,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hardrive,
The Black Dice,
Oneida,
The Fall,
Joe Smooth,
Wire,
Joe Finger,
10cc,
Maurizio,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Offenders,
Eve St. Jones,
The Stooges,
The Sonics,
Morten Harket,
Anakelly,
EPMD,
Marine Girls,
Skaos,
The Busters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.