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 Germany and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Popol Vuh to the dance 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crime,
Section 25,
Marcia Griffiths,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Deepchord,
Underground Resistance,
Neu!,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fat Boys,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crash Course in Science,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sixth Finger,
Davy DMX,
X-101,
U.S. Maple,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Judy Mowatt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Moebius,
Stereo Dub,
The Move,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Star Department,
The Beau Brummels,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Althea and Donna,
Sugar Minott,
Ornette Coleman,
In Retrospect,
Howard Jones,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minor Threat,
OOIOO,
Black Bananas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Agent Orange,
Steve Hackett,
Aural Exciters,
Sun Ra,
Little Man,
Q65,
KRS-One,
Das Ding,
The Mummies,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Wake,
Peter and Kerry,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Slick Rick,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camberwell Now,
Rotary Connection,
Young Marble Giants,
Ossler,
Shoche,
Moby Grape,
Bad Manners,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.