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 Guinea and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Au Pairs to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gichy Dan,
Blossom Toes,
Niagra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Walker Brothers,
Magma,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mummies,
Skriet,
Brand Nubian,
Second Layer,
Joe Smooth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
David Axelrod,
the Association,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tom Boy,
K-Klass,
Bad Manners,
Jeff Lynne,
Quantec,
The Birthday Party,
The Gladiators,
Soul II Soul,
Glenn Branca,
Skarface,
Sight & Sound,
Hardrive,
Al Stewart,
Colin Newman,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Boz Scaggs,
Tomorrow,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pylon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barrington Levy,
Peter & Gordon,
Rufus Thomas,
The Buckinghams,
Fluxion,
Rosa Yemen,
Wally Richardson,
E-Dancer,
Babytalk,
The Slits,
Vainqueur,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Count Five,
Johnny Clarke,
Lindisfarne,
Susan Cadogan,
Alison Limerick,
Lungfish,
Bobby Womack,
D'Angelo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Shuggie Otis,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.