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 Italy and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 synthesizer 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sixth Finger,
Funkadelic,
Erykah Badu,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Byrd,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bauhaus,
The Blackbyrds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
New Order,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scrapy,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Crash Course in Science,
Vainqueur,
Reuben Wilson,
Franke,
Joyce Sims,
Throbbing Gristle,
Piero Umiliani,
A Certain Ratio,
Davy DMX,
The Fuzztones,
Glenn Branca,
Mo-Dettes,
Flash Fearless,
Lightning Bolt,
Drexciya,
Lindisfarne,
Oblivians,
Blake Baxter,
Aaron Thompson,
Quantec,
Monolake,
The Buckinghams,
Magma,
The Stooges,
Joensuu 1685,
Model 500,
Icehouse,
Oneida,
Bobby Womack,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Skatalites,
Groovy Waters,
Livin' Joy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Clear Light,
Marc Almond,
Amon Düül II,
Gabor Szabo,
X-102,
Brand Nubian,
The Mummies,
Bootsy Collins,
48th St. Collective,
Dawn Penn,
Qualms,
Liliput,
Unwound,
Eli Mardock,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.