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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Wire to the rock 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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Pole,
Soul II Soul,
Robert Hood,
John Lydon,
Rites of Spring,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barrington Levy,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joensuu 1685,
Neil Young,
Howard Jones,
Chrome,
Freddie Wadling,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soulsonic Force,
Minny Pops,
X-Ray Spex,
Ludus,
Alphaville,
Basic Channel,
Radiohead,
X-101,
Joe Finger,
The Monochrome Set,
Ornette Coleman,
Camberwell Now,
Hardrive,
Bob Dylan,
New Order,
Altered Images,
Wire,
Magma,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Slits,
Danielle Patucci,
Kas Product,
Eden Ahbez,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Cowsills,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Desert Stars,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Babytalk,
Massinfluence,
Heaven 17,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moebius,
ABBA,
Ituana,
Nas,
Model 500,
a-ha,
The Modern Lovers,
Ponytail,
Grauzone,
The United States of America,
The Pop Group,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.