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 France and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 spring reverb 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 Basic Channel to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Brothers Johnson,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Associates,
Byron Stingily,
Fear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pulsallama,
Dual Sessions,
The Dirtbombs,
Royal Trux,
Blake Baxter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Wyatt,
The Buckinghams,
Parry Music,
Freddie Wadling,
Bobby Sherman,
Jeff Mills,
Clear Light,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Neon Judgement,
Mantronix,
Suburban Knight,
Model 500,
Alice Coltrane,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sarah Menescal,
Curtis Mayfield,
Goldenarms,
Quando Quango,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Litter,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun Ra,
Grauzone,
Erykah Badu,
Crash Course in Science,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gun Club,
Pere Ubu,
Hot Snakes,
T. Rex,
Spandau Ballet,
Moebius,
Gang Starr,
Sonic Youth,
Soft Machine,
Y Pants,
Magma,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Accadde A,
Gang Green,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alton Ellis,
Amon Düül II,
Sugar Minott,
Josef K,
Camberwell Now,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.