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 Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Q65 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Y Pants,
JFA,
Rotary Connection,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yusef Lateef,
Dave Gahan,
Camouflage,
DJ Sneak,
Radiohead,
Matthew Bourne,
Royal Trux,
Lakeside,
Bluetip,
The Trojans,
The Happenings,
Al Stewart,
Gichy Dan,
Main Source,
Hot Snakes,
Minnie Riperton,
Television,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bill Near,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Byron Stingily,
Alphaville,
Sugar Minott,
the Association,
John Cale,
Liliput,
X-102,
Roger Hodgson,
Q and Not U,
Public Image Ltd.,
Thee Headcoats,
Model 500,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Victims,
Hoover,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fire Engines,
Shuggie Otis,
John Foxx,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Count Five,
Sarah Menescal,
Sister Nancy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Altered Images,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lou Reed,
Black Moon,
F. McDonald,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rakim,
Bobby Womack,
Smog,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.