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 Uganda and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro 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 Jerry's Kids to the funk 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 The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Skriet,
Archie Shepp,
Dawn Penn,
Skarface,
Lungfish,
Youth Brigade,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Magma,
FM Einheit,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Interpol,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Mummies,
The Vogues,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eric B and Rakim,
Byron Stingily,
Underground Resistance,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fela Kuti,
Neil Young,
Boredoms,
Guru Guru,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soul Sonic Force,
K-Klass,
Camberwell Now,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Moebius,
Jeff Lynne,
Soft Cell,
Television,
Bobby Byrd,
Smog,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cure,
Roger Hodgson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Stetsasonic,
Yazoo,
Quando Quango,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pierre Henry,
Sarah Menescal,
Grauzone,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Silicon Teens,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gabor Szabo,
Lalann,
The Techniques,
The Human League,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tubeway Army,
Yaz,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Wyatt,
Sugar Minott,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.