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 Maldives and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Carl Craig to the electroclash 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Agitation Free,
Moby Grape,
Swans,
Marine Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Youth Brigade,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eric Dolphy,
Jacob Miller,
New York Dolls,
Bill Wells,
Parry Music,
Letta Mbulu,
Spandau Ballet,
Throbbing Gristle,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Byron Stingily,
John Foxx,
Johnny Clarke,
Amon Düül II,
The Buckinghams,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bronski Beat,
Ken Boothe,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Royal Trux,
The Sisters of Mercy,
EPMD,
Barrington Levy,
Black Pus,
Schoolly D,
Cecil Taylor,
Quando Quango,
Charles Mingus,
The Pretty Things,
Kayak,
The Cure,
Scion,
The Selecter,
Wings,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pulsallama,
Maleditus Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Sheep,
OOIOO,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Accadde A,
Frankie Knuckles,
The New Christs,
Supertramp,
Joey Negro,
Derrick Morgan,
Inner City,
Main Source,
Andrew Hill,
Derrick May,
The Black Dice,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.