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 St Lucia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Nico to the jazz 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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Adolescents,
Ornette Coleman,
Eve St. Jones,
Ronnie Foster,
Jeff Lynne,
China Crisis,
June Days,
Monolake,
The Neon Judgement,
Country Teasers,
Fluxion,
Bootsy Collins,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Sonics,
Moebius,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Leaves,
The Skatalites,
Y Pants,
Roxette,
Symarip,
Derrick Morgan,
the Slits,
The Modern Lovers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Alice Coltrane,
Barrington Levy,
Black Sheep,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Franke,
The Moleskins,
Sällskapet,
The Slackers,
Charles Mingus,
Bob Dylan,
The Techniques,
Yazoo,
Au Pairs,
Intrusion,
Eddi Front,
a-ha,
Barbara Tucker,
R.M.O.,
Lucky Dragons,
CMW,
Wasted Youth,
Visage,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Buzzcocks,
Erykah Badu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Qualms,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun Ra,
the Swans,
Hot Snakes,
Groovy Waters,
Flash Fearless,
The Slits,
Guru Guru,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.