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 Mauritania and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Cowsills to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon 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 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Aswad,
Magazine,
Alphaville,
LL Cool J,
Carl Craig,
Young Marble Giants,
Y Pants,
Crash Course in Science,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lucky Dragons,
the Germs,
Tubeway Army,
Jacob Miller,
The Gladiators,
Severed Heads,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Zero Boys,
Khruangbin,
Siglo XX,
Monks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Spoonie Gee,
John Foxx,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Offenders,
Jawbox,
Au Pairs,
Babytalk,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Excepter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Godley & Creme,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gang of Four,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lindisfarne,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Todd Terry,
Fad Gadget,
Sonny Sharrock,
Moebius,
John Coltrane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Invisible,
Erykah Badu,
Boz Scaggs,
Magma,
Al Stewart,
Ossler,
Unrelated Segments,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Pretty Things,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gabor Szabo,
Suicide,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Man Parrish,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bob Dylan,
Sonic Youth,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.