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 Mexico and from Lagos.
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 Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Wasted Youth to the rock 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Slick Rick,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Funky Four + One,
John Coltrane,
Average White Band,
Lalann,
Cluster,
Blancmange,
48th St. Collective,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arab on Radar,
The Happenings,
Avey Tare,
Marshall Jefferson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Laurel Aitken,
Massinfluence,
Rod Modell,
F. McDonald,
Jacques Brel,
Skriet,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pantaleimon,
Aloha Tigers,
JFA,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bobby Byrd,
Anakelly,
Masters at Work,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dorothy Ashby,
Schoolly D,
La Düsseldorf,
cv313,
One Last Wish,
Ornette Coleman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kayak,
Ten City,
Max Romeo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Smiths,
Loose Ends,
Tom Boy,
Guru Guru,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kenny Larkin,
Barrington Levy,
Bronski Beat,
Chris & Cosey,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dark Day,
Mars,
Rhythm & Sound,
Glenn Branca,
Dawn Penn,
Section 25,
Yellowson,
Amon Düül II,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.