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 Senegal and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Traffic Nightmare to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
X-101,
Bluetip,
Marshall Jefferson,
Basic Channel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kerri Chandler,
Ossler,
Eden Ahbez,
Skriet,
Suburban Knight,
Boogie Down Productions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Agitation Free,
Gabor Szabo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pole,
Babytalk,
The Searchers,
Cecil Taylor,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hardrive,
Tim Buckley,
Juan Atkins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Public Enemy,
Accadde A,
MDC,
The Dave Clark Five,
Donald Byrd,
The Motions,
Althea and Donna,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Quantec,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Johnny Clarke,
Radio Birdman,
Absolute Body Control,
Tears for Fears,
Swell Maps,
Soulsonic Force,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joensuu 1685,
Bronski Beat,
ABC,
Sugar Minott,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Trumans Water,
Sixth Finger,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tomorrow,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gories,
Wings,
Quando Quango,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joey Negro,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.