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 Madagascar and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Faust to the electroclash 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
The Human League,
Susan Cadogan,
Buzzcocks,
Absolute Body Control,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ossler,
Kerri Chandler,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Kinks,
Rites of Spring,
Fatback Band,
Yazoo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Moss Icon,
Nils Olav,
DNA,
Piero Umiliani,
Brass Construction,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Chris & Cosey,
Drexciya,
Darondo,
Laurel Aitken,
Tom Boy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The J.B.'s,
Metal Thangz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sugar Minott,
Excepter,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed,
T.S.O.L.,
Swell Maps,
Dorothy Ashby,
Letta Mbulu,
The Wake,
Mars,
Gichy Dan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hoover,
Roy Ayers,
DJ Style,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Crash Course in Science,
Television,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Newcleus,
Graham Central Station,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Offenders,
Faust,
MC5,
Johnny Clarke,
Massinfluence,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fela Kuti,
Erasure,
Patti Smith,
Hardrive,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.