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 Albania and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Absolute Body Control to the crunk 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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Joe Smooth,
Mars,
Max Romeo,
Anthony Braxton,
Connie Case,
the Bar-Kays,
Colin Newman,
Malaria!,
The Toasters,
The Five Americans,
Sister Nancy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Livin' Joy,
The J.B.'s,
H. Thieme,
Marvin Gaye,
Tomorrow,
Lindisfarne,
Faust,
The Mojo Men,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
L. Decosne,
Icehouse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nils Olav,
Bizarre Inc.,
Todd Terry,
Mad Mike,
Quadrant,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-101,
Half Japanese,
Ludus,
Country Teasers,
Metal Thangz,
Kool Moe Dee,
Flash Fearless,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
JFA,
The Fall,
Flipper,
James White and The Blacks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Spandau Ballet,
Gang Starr,
Delta 5,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Doobie Brothers,
Aswad,
Unwound,
The Walker Brothers,
Visage,
Cecil Taylor,
Josef K,
Zero Boys,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.