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 Mozambique and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
The New Christs,
Peter & Gordon,
Lakeside,
The Gun Club,
Dawn Penn,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
These Immortal Souls,
June Days,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Skriet,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tropical Tobacco,
Altered Images,
Davy DMX,
Don Cherry,
Max Romeo,
The Birthday Party,
The Mojo Men,
Jacob Miller,
Rakim,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dual Sessions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ken Boothe,
Pet Shop Boys,
Heaven 17,
The Remains,
Qualms,
Soft Cell,
Vladislav Delay,
Franke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Bar-Kays,
Tubeway Army,
John Foxx,
John Lydon,
Idris Muhammad,
Dennis Brown,
London Community Gospel Choir,
cv313,
New Age Steppers,
The Raincoats,
Connie Case,
Mad Mike,
Trumans Water,
Moebius,
Amon Düül II,
The Selecter,
The Sonics,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Michelle Simonal,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Chris Corsano,
Cheater Slicks,
E-Dancer,
Angry Samoans,
Barbara Tucker,
Bush Tetras,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.