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 Israel and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 harpsichord 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 David McCallum to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Selecter,
Parry Music,
Quadrant,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Durutti Column,
The Birthday Party,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nico,
X-102,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bill Wells,
The Shadows of Knight,
Throbbing Gristle,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
MDC,
F. McDonald,
One Last Wish,
Sex Pistols,
Newcleus,
DNA,
Saccharine Trust,
Isaac Hayes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rekid,
Sixth Finger,
Marc Almond,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Japan,
Oneida,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gabor Szabo,
New Age Steppers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fad Gadget,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Bar-Kays,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Khruangbin,
Urselle,
Crime,
Joensuu 1685,
Cybotron,
The Real Kids,
Nick Fraelich,
Dave Gahan,
Minny Pops,
Donald Byrd,
The Litter,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Connie Case,
Duran Duran,
Dennis Brown,
The Move,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Trojans,
Joyce Sims,
Black Moon,
Moss Icon,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.