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 Venezuela and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb 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 Sister Nancy to the grime 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pantaleimon,
Agitation Free,
Hot Snakes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ralphi Rosario,
Erykah Badu,
Barrington Levy,
KRS-One,
Sarah Menescal,
Nils Olav,
Royal Trux,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fad Gadget,
The Cramps,
Arab on Radar,
The Sonics,
Byron Stingily,
Dark Day,
Bootsy Collins,
Eddi Front,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
This Heat,
Depeche Mode,
the Bar-Kays,
Cybotron,
Sister Nancy,
The Red Krayola,
Maleditus Sound,
Dawn Penn,
The Saints,
David Bowie,
Donald Byrd,
The Angels of Light,
Aural Exciters,
Babytalk,
The Slackers,
The Human League,
The Seeds,
Swans,
Heaven 17,
the Sonics,
Janne Schatter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
FM Einheit,
Stereo Dub,
The Moleskins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quadrant,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Flag,
Faraquet,
Alton Ellis,
Moss Icon,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.