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 Thailand and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Nation of Ulysses to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Au Pairs,
Masters at Work,
The Durutti Column,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Saccharine Trust,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
In Retrospect,
Terrestrial Tones,
Aural Exciters,
La Düsseldorf,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Mummies,
New Order,
Sun Ra,
Michelle Simonal,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sonic Youth,
Sparks,
Sound Behaviour,
The Techniques,
Buzzcocks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kerri Chandler,
Lucky Dragons,
Goldenarms,
The Doors,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David Bowie,
The Sonics,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Barracudas,
Sam Rivers,
Gichy Dan,
Anthony Braxton,
The Modern Lovers,
Radio Birdman,
The Cure,
Scan 7,
Altered Images,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sugar Minott,
Ronnie Foster,
Agent Orange,
Rotary Connection,
Icehouse,
Fat Boys,
Panda Bear,
Lalo Schifrin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alton Ellis,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Foxx,
Tubeway Army,
The Names,
Faust,
The Walker Brothers,
Flash Fearless,
Josef K,
Wally Richardson,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.