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 Tanzania and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator 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 Nick Fraelich to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Invisible. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Section 25,
Shoche,
Drexciya,
The Fuzztones,
Rapeman,
Donny Hathaway,
Skaos,
Erasure,
Dual Sessions,
Ultravox,
Pere Ubu,
Angry Samoans,
Flash Fearless,
The Dirtbombs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Reagan Youth,
Bobby Sherman,
Absolute Body Control,
MDC,
The Knickerbockers,
Tommy Roe,
Arcadia,
Model 500,
Barbara Tucker,
Rakim,
Cluster,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Fall,
Minor Threat,
48th St. Collective,
Marmalade,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sugar Minott,
Oblivians,
The Grass Roots,
Rhythm & Sound,
Max Romeo,
The Barracudas,
The Remains,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roxette,
Basic Channel,
La Düsseldorf,
The New Christs,
Prince Buster,
Dennis Brown,
Gregory Isaacs,
Spandau Ballet,
Loose Ends,
Iggy Pop,
Cameo,
Blake Baxter,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Brass Construction,
DNA,
Lindisfarne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Interpol,
Panda Bear,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.