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 Chad and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron 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 Newcleus to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Half Japanese,
Black Flag,
KRS-One,
Junior Murvin,
Unwound,
John Coltrane,
Zero Boys,
X-Ray Spex,
LL Cool J,
Roy Ayers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DNA,
Peter & Gordon,
The Stooges,
Prince Buster,
Lindisfarne,
the Swans,
Wolf Eyes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Matthew Halsall,
This Heat,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Davy DMX,
Neil Young,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hot Snakes,
Todd Rundgren,
Duran Duran,
Infiniti,
David Bowie,
The Martian,
The Skatalites,
Severed Heads,
The Slits,
Derrick May,
Crispy Ambulance,
Silicon Teens,
China Crisis,
E-Dancer,
Stockholm Monsters,
Colin Newman,
Sex Pistols,
X-101,
Scratch Acid,
Brothers Johnson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eli Mardock,
Jeff Lynne,
Bill Wells,
Ituana,
Anthony Braxton,
Pussy Galore,
Kurtis Blow,
Section 25,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ossler,
Schoolly D,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Mighty Diamonds,
10cc,
Scion,
Little Man,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.