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 Gambia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 theremin 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 Ten City to the grunge 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Yazoo,
Sun Ra,
Sam Rivers,
Lalann,
Zero Boys,
Guru Guru,
Steve Hackett,
Babytalk,
Cecil Taylor,
Eli Mardock,
Ultimate Spinach,
Archie Shepp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Von Mondo,
Index,
Banda Bassotti,
Big Daddy Kane,
Curtis Mayfield,
The New Christs,
Visage,
Eddi Front,
The Music Machine,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tom Boy,
The Neon Judgement,
The Electric Prunes,
David McCallum,
Danielle Patucci,
Bauhaus,
Slick Rick,
Kenny Larkin,
Avey Tare,
Trumans Water,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Flamin' Groovies,
48th St. Collective,
Isaac Hayes,
Circle Jerks,
MDC,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marcia Griffiths,
Flash Fearless,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Oblivians,
Johnny Clarke,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cure,
Bobby Womack,
Little Man,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gun Club,
Nils Olav,
The Victims,
Supertramp,
DJ Style,
Icehouse,
Marvin Gaye,
The Dirtbombs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Iggy Pop,
Throbbing Gristle,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.