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 Greece and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
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 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 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 Divine Comedy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin 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 organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Guru Guru,
Radiopuhelimet,
Metal Thangz,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott Heron,
New Age Steppers,
Minor Threat,
Electric Prunes,
Monks,
Wally Richardson,
The Slackers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Radiohead,
Stetsasonic,
Stereo Dub,
Danielle Patucci,
Kurtis Blow,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Desert Stars,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gregory Isaacs,
X-102,
Eric Dolphy,
ABBA,
Tubeway Army,
Surgeon,
Tommy Roe,
The Leaves,
Chrome,
R.M.O.,
Fela Kuti,
The Slits,
Peter & Gordon,
John Lydon,
Alton Ellis,
New Order,
Jeff Mills,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Moleskins,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Reed,
The Happenings,
Tim Buckley,
Massinfluence,
Charles Mingus,
Hot Snakes,
Dawn Penn,
Erasure,
Patti Smith,
Angry Samoans,
Harmonia,
Connie Case,
Babytalk,
Sight & Sound,
Can,
Henry Cow,
Panda Bear,
the Association,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.