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 Iceland and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Chic 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 Moss Icon to the electroclash 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Ohio Players,
The Electric Prunes,
The Busters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sam Rivers,
a-ha,
Easy Going,
Urselle,
Eden Ahbez,
Avey Tare,
The United States of America,
Parry Music,
Marvin Gaye,
Junior Murvin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dawn Penn,
Scrapy,
Monolake,
Saccharine Trust,
The Saints,
Procol Harum,
Dennis Brown,
The Pop Group,
Talk Talk,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cluster,
Fela Kuti,
Rod Modell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MC5,
Fugazi,
The Doors,
The Modern Lovers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bronski Beat,
Rekid,
Black Pus,
DJ Style,
Audionom,
The Searchers,
Whodini,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Invisible,
Quantec,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Sheep,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Television Personalities,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
AZ,
Yazoo,
Anthony Braxton,
Nils Olav,
Sarah Menescal,
The Vogues,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.