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 Kosovo and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum 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 T. Rex to the disco 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Saccharine Trust,
Motorama,
The Birthday Party,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Electric Prunes,
Can,
The Busters,
Anakelly,
X-102,
The Human League,
The Alarm Clocks,
Public Enemy,
The Residents,
Ken Boothe,
Scrapy,
Dark Day,
Joe Finger,
The Associates,
Theoretical Girls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scratch Acid,
Fear,
Donny Hathaway,
Soul Sonic Force,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Underground Resistance,
Henry Cow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Audionom,
Gabor Szabo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lebanon Hanover,
Stetsasonic,
Second Layer,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lalo Schifrin,
Hasil Adkins,
U.S. Maple,
Pagans,
The Velvet Underground,
Pere Ubu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
John Foxx,
Radio Birdman,
Sun Ra,
Interpol,
Chris Corsano,
Arthur Verocai,
Absolute Body Control,
Juan Atkins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Moby Grape,
Silicon Teens,
Frankie Knuckles,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Charles Mingus,
ABC,
Mr. Review,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.