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 San Marino and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Supertramp to the dance 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Y Pants,
Von Mondo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yellowson,
PIL,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Andrew Hill,
Nirvana,
Stetsasonic,
Grandmaster Flash,
Inner City,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Simply Red,
The Angels of Light,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Severed Heads,
The Monochrome Set,
Nik Kershaw,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ice-T,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lakeside,
Lungfish,
The Stooges,
The Last Poets,
Michelle Simonal,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Morten Harket,
Sonic Youth,
Lalann,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
New Age Steppers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Görl,
Interpol,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marmalade,
The Five Americans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Josef K,
Whodini,
Boz Scaggs,
Eli Mardock,
Tommy Roe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Raincoats,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sam Rivers,
Ossler,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hot Snakes,
The Martian,
The Birthday Party,
Hashim,
Desert Stars,
Spandau Ballet,
Danielle Patucci,
Supertramp,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.