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 Croatia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar 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 Rhythm & Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Association,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eden Ahbez,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Durutti Column,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Oblivians,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pierre Henry,
Pussy Galore,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fad Gadget,
Robert Görl,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Black Sheep,
Crash Course in Science,
Sound Behaviour,
Joey Negro,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sugar Minott,
John Holt,
The Smoke,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Stetsasonic,
World's Most,
New Order,
The Buckinghams,
Black Flag,
EPMD,
Jeff Mills,
Nick Fraelich,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Anakelly,
Dual Sessions,
Pharoah Sanders,
Arab on Radar,
Robert Hood,
Eurythmics,
Altered Images,
Soft Cell,
The Leaves,
Parry Music,
Camouflage,
June of 44,
The Detroit Cobras,
Amazonics,
Sight & Sound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deadbeat,
The Beau Brummels,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DJ Style,
Half Japanese,
Fatback Band,
New York Dolls,
Barry Ungar,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.