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 South Sudan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Magma to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Yaz,
Spoonie Gee,
ABC,
Interpol,
A Certain Ratio,
Siglo XX,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Livin' Joy,
Barrington Levy,
the Human League,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Neon Judgement,
Y Pants,
The Sonics,
Ornette Coleman,
Motorama,
E-Dancer,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kurtis Blow,
Average White Band,
Metal Thangz,
Symarip,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Smoke,
Reuben Wilson,
Q and Not U,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Black Dice,
the Normal,
Easy Going,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Cale,
Delon & Dalcan,
PIL,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The United States of America,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jacob Miller,
Guru Guru,
Drexciya,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Babytalk,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Television,
Groovy Waters,
Junior Murvin,
Brass Construction,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Red Krayola,
kango's stein massive,
D'Angelo,
The Fortunes,
Suburban Knight,
cv313,
Outsiders,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.