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 Swaziland and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Aural Exciters to the punk 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
Electric Prunes,
Circle Jerks,
the Swans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Iggy Pop,
Slick Rick,
World's Most,
Ornette Coleman,
The Martian,
Sun Ra,
Derrick Morgan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Oneida,
Basic Channel,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gories,
Joe Finger,
Lou Christie,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Wyatt,
Clear Light,
The Buckinghams,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lee Hazlewood,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cymande,
Ronnie Foster,
Johnny Clarke,
New Order,
Audionom,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Pop Group,
Isaac Hayes,
PIL,
Average White Band,
Magma,
Grey Daturas,
Delta 5,
The Divine Comedy,
Angry Samoans,
A Certain Ratio,
The Sonics,
Bill Near,
Sex Pistols,
Ohio Players,
T. Rex,
The Tremeloes,
The Smiths,
The Zeros,
Camberwell Now,
Scrapy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Reuben Wilson,
Robert Görl,
Derrick May,
Pussy Galore,
48th St. Collective,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.