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 Uganda and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the dance 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Ponytail,
Maurizio,
Marmalade,
Essential Logic,
Colin Newman,
Franke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tim Buckley,
Quadrant,
48th St. Collective,
Lakeside,
Massinfluence,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Stooges,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sun City Girls,
Patti Smith,
Funkadelic,
The Names,
Glenn Branca,
Magazine,
The Pretty Things,
Nik Kershaw,
The Zeros,
Tommy Roe,
Thompson Twins,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joey Negro,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bobby Womack,
Theoretical Girls,
Goldenarms,
Derrick May,
MDC,
Jeff Lynne,
Morten Harket,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Yazoo,
Crash Course in Science,
The Tremeloes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
EPMD,
David McCallum,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
John Foxx,
Nico,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Associates,
Jerry's Kids,
Jandek,
The Mojo Men,
Agitation Free,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fire Engines,
Liliput,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.