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 Slovakia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Rekid to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Second Layer,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
UT,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Young Rascals,
Subhumans,
the Soft Cell,
Patti Smith,
In Retrospect,
The Skatalites,
Gang Starr,
Yusef Lateef,
Althea and Donna,
Spandau Ballet,
Inner City,
Swans,
The Velvet Underground,
The Human League,
The Martian,
Goldenarms,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The American Breed,
Gang of Four,
Sällskapet,
New Order,
Tres Demented,
Cybotron,
The Count Five,
Minutemen,
Young Marble Giants,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
Intrusion,
Slick Rick,
Model 500,
ABBA,
Fatback Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nils Olav,
The Techniques,
Soft Cell,
Stereo Dub,
Scion,
Al Stewart,
New Age Steppers,
Marc Almond,
Fugazi,
Crime,
the Association,
Eric Copeland,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Yellowson,
The Walker Brothers,
The Evens,
Isaac Hayes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.