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 Ukraine and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 Janne Schatter to the electroclash 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
JFA,
the Normal,
Mantronix,
The Last Poets,
Porter Ricks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grauzone,
B.T. Express,
The Pretty Things,
The Raincoats,
The Dirtbombs,
Piero Umiliani,
The Dead C,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Skarface,
Don Cherry,
Infiniti,
the Sonics,
Blancmange,
Eli Mardock,
Stockholm Monsters,
Vainqueur,
Ludus,
Minny Pops,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Moon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scott Walker,
Brick,
Soft Machine,
Niagra,
kango's stein massive,
Swell Maps,
Mo-Dettes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül,
Fad Gadget,
Zapp,
Section 25,
The Slits,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Evens,
Moss Icon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Laurel Aitken,
The Human League,
Joy Division,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Ituana,
Brand Nubian,
10cc,
Amon Düül II,
Marc Almond,
Letta Mbulu,
FM Einheit,
Supertramp,
Darondo,
Fatback Band,
Siglo XX,
Clear Light,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.