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 Brunei and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Sällskapet to the disco 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Laurel Aitken,
Supertramp,
Sonic Youth,
The Golliwogs,
Magazine,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Human League,
Sixth Finger,
Drexciya,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bauhaus,
Eddi Front,
Zapp,
Arcadia,
The Birthday Party,
Mr. Review,
Don Cherry,
Quadrant,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lalann,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cybotron,
Visage,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rotary Connection,
kango's stein massive,
Absolute Body Control,
Deakin,
The Gories,
Lucky Dragons,
Basic Channel,
MC5,
Nation of Ulysses,
Faraquet,
Mo-Dettes,
The Happenings,
the Slits,
The Music Machine,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
One Last Wish,
The Neon Judgement,
Idris Muhammad,
Vladislav Delay,
The Selecter,
Cameo,
Johnny Clarke,
OOIOO,
Sam Rivers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Avey Tare,
Robert Görl,
Yazoo,
Spandau Ballet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Carl Craig,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sparks,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.