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 Poland and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Q65 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Black Flag,
Ultra Naté,
Darondo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Henry Cow,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Royal Trux,
Joyce Sims,
John Lydon,
Davy DMX,
Wolf Eyes,
Siglo XX,
Altered Images,
Anakelly,
Colin Newman,
Duran Duran,
D'Angelo,
T.S.O.L.,
K-Klass,
Cybotron,
The Misunderstood,
Joe Finger,
Ronnie Foster,
Wings,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Count Five,
Joensuu 1685,
Desert Stars,
Porter Ricks,
Chris & Cosey,
Fluxion,
The Residents,
David McCallum,
Pantaleimon,
Arab on Radar,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Evens,
Stereo Dub,
Sandy B,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pussy Galore,
Jeff Mills,
Connie Case,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Byrd,
Eric Dolphy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Boredoms,
Spoonie Gee,
Tears for Fears,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
OOIOO,
Max Romeo,
T. Rex,
Talk Talk,
DJ Style,
Stetsasonic,
Japan,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.