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 Moldova and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gap Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Black Bananas,
The Golliwogs,
The Vogues,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Massinfluence,
Thompson Twins,
Rosa Yemen,
Sarah Menescal,
Bill Wells,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eric Copeland,
Tubeway Army,
Gang of Four,
Eve St. Jones,
Trumans Water,
New York Dolls,
Sexual Harrassment,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ice-T,
Peter & Gordon,
Patti Smith,
UT,
Sonic Youth,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scott Walker,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Malaria!,
Siglo XX,
Crime,
Gregory Isaacs,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Slits,
Camberwell Now,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Warsaw,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rekid,
Bauhaus,
Lucky Dragons,
X-Ray Spex,
Cameo,
Delta 5,
Oblivians,
PIL,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sun Ra,
World's Most,
Soul II Soul,
Byron Stingily,
Cluster,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hot Snakes,
The Real Kids,
Warren Ellis,
Arcadia,
Cheater Slicks,
Lindisfarne,
Roger Hodgson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.