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 Somalia and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sisters of Mercy to the grunge 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Drexciya,
Nils Olav,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
K-Klass,
Stereo Dub,
New Order,
Das Ding,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Modern Lovers,
Make Up,
Easy Going,
Ralphi Rosario,
Public Enemy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Brick,
Neil Young,
Rites of Spring,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang of Four,
Iggy Pop,
Rod Modell,
Little Man,
Technova,
The Mummies,
Fad Gadget,
Flamin' Groovies,
Josef K,
Q65,
Stockholm Monsters,
Simply Red,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Youth Brigade,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
One Last Wish,
Reagan Youth,
the Soft Cell,
Alton Ellis,
Niagra,
Wolf Eyes,
Goldenarms,
Todd Terry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Moss Icon,
Sparks,
The Evens,
Junior Murvin,
Leonard Cohen,
The Dead C,
Pere Ubu,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Deadbeat,
ABC,
Motorama,
the Slits,
The Busters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
John Cale,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.