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 Singapore and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the techno 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Scrapy,
The Invisible,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Raincoats,
K-Klass,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Massinfluence,
Derrick May,
This Heat,
The Star Department,
Pantaleimon,
Nico,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mantronix,
Derrick Morgan,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Germs,
X-Ray Spex,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
CMW,
Maurizio,
Scion,
Bobby Sherman,
Unwound,
ABBA,
Gang of Four,
ABC,
Eve St. Jones,
Technova,
AZ,
Mission of Burma,
The Real Kids,
Gong,
Public Enemy,
The Barracudas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fat Boys,
Young Marble Giants,
The Golliwogs,
The Sound,
The Durutti Column,
Anthony Braxton,
Circle Jerks,
Scott Walker,
MC5,
EPMD,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fire Engines,
Andrew Hill,
June of 44,
Crooked Eye,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Supertramp,
The Dead C,
Steve Hackett,
Jawbox,
Ponytail,
Crispian St. Peters,
Al Stewart,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.