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 New Zealand and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Donald Fagen 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Walker Brothers,
The Associates,
Ken Boothe,
Fluxion,
Silicon Teens,
F. McDonald,
Rufus Thomas,
Unwound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Erasure,
Guru Guru,
L. Decosne,
Warren Ellis,
Arthur Verocai,
The Sonics,
Scrapy,
DJ Sneak,
The Fire Engines,
Technova,
Kool Moe Dee,
In Retrospect,
Patti Smith,
Dead Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
Maurizio,
James White and The Blacks,
Spoonie Gee,
Sister Nancy,
The Modern Lovers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Juan Atkins,
Thompson Twins,
Albert Ayler,
The Cure,
Lakeside,
10cc,
Danielle Patucci,
Eurythmics,
Cecil Taylor,
The Flesh Eaters,
Davy DMX,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fortunes,
Urselle,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Carl Craig,
cv313,
Rakim,
Oneida,
The Detroit Cobras,
Flamin' Groovies,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jacob Miller,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sandy B,
Index,
New Age Steppers,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.