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 Uruguay and from Calgary.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Trojans to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kaleidoscope,
The Barracudas,
David Bowie,
Avey Tare,
The Searchers,
Hardrive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Reuben Wilson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Q and Not U,
JFA,
Eurythmics,
The J.B.'s,
Jacob Miller,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Susan Cadogan,
Unrelated Segments,
Anthony Braxton,
Television,
The Golliwogs,
The Moody Blues,
the Germs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Flag,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Malaria!,
Warren Ellis,
The Cramps,
Los Fastidios,
The Fuzztones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
James White and The Blacks,
The Offenders,
Echospace,
Pussy Galore,
Sight & Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
Rod Modell,
Motorama,
Lightning Bolt,
Michelle Simonal,
Quando Quango,
Saccharine Trust,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marcia Griffiths,
Derrick May,
The Saints,
OOIOO,
Sound Behaviour,
Siglo XX,
Suburban Knight,
Flash Fearless,
Rekid,
A Certain Ratio,
The Star Department,
Peter and Kerry,
Skaos,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.