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 Afghanistan and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin 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 Basic Channel to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Moss Icon,
Make Up,
Gerry Rafferty,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joe Smooth,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
Flash Fearless,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Gap Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Quando Quango,
Mary Jane Girls,
Delon & Dalcan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joy Division,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mantronix,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lightning Bolt,
Tom Boy,
Harmonia,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Babytalk,
Los Fastidios,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crispy Ambulance,
Barry Ungar,
Soft Cell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Saccharine Trust,
Ronan,
Jandek,
Lindisfarne,
Outsiders,
Motorama,
Vladislav Delay,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultravox,
Jacob Miller,
Aaron Thompson,
EPMD,
Avey Tare,
Minutemen,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Martian,
World's Most,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brass Construction,
Dawn Penn,
New Order,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bang On A Can,
Patti Smith,
Zero Boys,
Monolake,
Crooked Eye,
David Axelrod,
Altered Images,
Sonny Sharrock,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.