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 Benin and from Salvador.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Sister Nancy to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minny Pops,
Colin Newman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Monks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Echospace,
Hardrive,
Bad Manners,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scratch Acid,
Charles Mingus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Roxette,
Moebius,
Josef K,
The Leaves,
Slick Rick,
Von Mondo,
The Evens,
Jerry's Kids,
In Retrospect,
The American Breed,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Livin' Joy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cure,
Sound Behaviour,
The Toasters,
Popol Vuh,
X-102,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Delta 5,
Throbbing Gristle,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Swell Maps,
Aural Exciters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Johnny Clarke,
John Holt,
Bush Tetras,
the Soft Cell,
EPMD,
New Order,
Lower 48,
The Cowsills,
Franke,
Anthony Braxton,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
New York Dolls,
Babytalk,
A Certain Ratio,
PIL,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Christie,
Neil Young,
Ralphi Rosario,
Schoolly D,
Mark Hollis,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.