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 Libya and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Black Flag to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Heaven 17,
a-ha,
The Raincoats,
U.S. Maple,
the Human League,
Big Daddy Kane,
Youth Brigade,
OOIOO,
Johnny Osbourne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mad Mike,
Q65,
Patti Smith,
Jimmy McGriff,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alton Ellis,
L. Decosne,
ABC,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joe Finger,
Cameo,
X-101,
Adolescents,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Agent Orange,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Grauzone,
Crooked Eye,
Brothers Johnson,
Althea and Donna,
Bad Manners,
Matthew Bourne,
Roy Ayers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Swans,
Skaos,
Harmonia,
Wally Richardson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dennis Brown,
Avey Tare,
Johnny Clarke,
The Human League,
David Bowie,
Section 25,
Roger Hodgson,
Scan 7,
the Fania All-Stars,
Echospace,
Groovy Waters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sarah Menescal,
Moss Icon,
Aaron Thompson,
Jacques Brel,
John Foxx,
Reuben Wilson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.