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 Czech Republic and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin 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 The Dirtbombs to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Minor Threat,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joey Negro,
Faust,
The Fuzztones,
Curtis Mayfield,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Intrusion,
T.S.O.L.,
Scratch Acid,
Hot Snakes,
Mo-Dettes,
The Dirtbombs,
Zero Boys,
Roger Hodgson,
Bronski Beat,
Alison Limerick,
Heaven 17,
Kaleidoscope,
Boz Scaggs,
Rakim,
Brick,
Scan 7,
Prince Buster,
The Skatalites,
John Foxx,
Boredoms,
The Electric Prunes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Panda Bear,
The Last Poets,
Mad Mike,
Idris Muhammad,
Eden Ahbez,
Surgeon,
Visage,
Smog,
The Blues Magoos,
Accadde A,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Gories,
Stetsasonic,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kas Product,
Delon & Dalcan,
Skriet,
Adolescents,
Popol Vuh,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cal Tjader,
Subhumans,
Royal Trux,
Charles Mingus,
Eurythmics,
Moss Icon,
Letta Mbulu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Saccharine Trust,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.