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 Croatia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin 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 Tim Buckley to the grime 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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bill Wells,
Mark Hollis,
John Foxx,
Harry Pussy,
The Moleskins,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rotary Connection,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter and Kerry,
Loose Ends,
This Heat,
Donald Byrd,
DNA,
The Beau Brummels,
Mo-Dettes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Moss Icon,
Hardrive,
UT,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Trojans,
The Angels of Light,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fall,
The Skatalites,
Alphaville,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Carl Craig,
Malaria!,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Monochrome Set,
Susan Cadogan,
Steve Hackett,
Nils Olav,
Y Pants,
The Residents,
OOIOO,
Second Layer,
Procol Harum,
The Litter,
Wolf Eyes,
Guru Guru,
E-Dancer,
The Gladiators,
X-102,
Matthew Halsall,
Hashim,
Saccharine Trust,
The Zeros,
Metal Thangz,
Suicide,
Jeff Mills,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Fortunes,
Neil Young,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.