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 Paraguay and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Tokyo and Accra.
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 snare 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 Black Pus to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Freddie Wadling,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Donny Hathaway,
Peter and Kerry,
Pylon,
cv313,
Suburban Knight,
Hashim,
Reagan Youth,
the Human League,
Minny Pops,
Crash Course in Science,
Crime,
Subhumans,
The Red Krayola,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Basic Channel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Chris & Cosey,
KRS-One,
JFA,
Skriet,
Section 25,
Qualms,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kurtis Blow,
Lindisfarne,
Harry Pussy,
The Angels of Light,
Royal Trux,
The Busters,
The Kinks,
Agitation Free,
Sex Pistols,
The Motions,
the Germs,
Adolescents,
Junior Murvin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Underground Resistance,
Darondo,
Harmonia,
Bobbi Humphrey,
CMW,
Godley & Creme,
Carl Craig,
Audionom,
Chrome,
Sun City Girls,
The Residents,
Model 500,
The Golliwogs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
48th St. Collective,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grey Daturas,
Oblivians,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.