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 Bulgaria and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Scott Walker to the disco 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Gang Starr,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Steve Hackett,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ten City,
Inner City,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Accadde A,
DJ Style,
Kerri Chandler,
David McCallum,
Eurythmics,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Busters,
X-102,
Spoonie Gee,
Terry Callier,
Radiopuhelimet,
Heaven 17,
The Velvet Underground,
Yusef Lateef,
Kas Product,
48th St. Collective,
Interpol,
Iggy Pop,
Tubeway Army,
The Golliwogs,
Warsaw,
Youth Brigade,
Johnny Clarke,
Scratch Acid,
Lakeside,
Blossom Toes,
Ronan,
Hardrive,
Echospace,
Minor Threat,
Frankie Knuckles,
Slave,
Sound Behaviour,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Lydon,
The Slits,
Alison Limerick,
Shuggie Otis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Danielle Patucci,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Durutti Column,
Kool Moe Dee,
Aloha Tigers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Moody Blues,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Residents,
Hot Snakes,
Khruangbin,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.