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 Czech Republic and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Delta 5 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Dead Boys,
Clear Light,
EPMD,
Bang On A Can,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Thompson Twins,
Ronan,
the Swans,
The Offenders,
Lightning Bolt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marvin Gaye,
Big Daddy Kane,
Circle Jerks,
Moebius,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Japan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barrington Levy,
Model 500,
Radio Birdman,
Aaron Thompson,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Davy DMX,
Arthur Verocai,
Sight & Sound,
John Foxx,
Faust,
Faraquet,
48th St. Collective,
Sugar Minott,
Tom Boy,
The Slits,
Drexciya,
Ituana,
Pole,
The Fall,
Crooked Eye,
Quadrant,
Kerrie Biddell,
Heaven 17,
The Pop Group,
China Crisis,
Ohio Players,
Dark Day,
Sound Behaviour,
Grey Daturas,
Sun Ra,
Ponytail,
Young Marble Giants,
The Fortunes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hasil Adkins,
Todd Terry,
Quantec,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jerry's Kids,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.