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 China and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Delta 5 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Nico,
Nils Olav,
Make Up,
The Count Five,
Tres Demented,
Bill Near,
Laurel Aitken,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Archie Shepp,
Sound Behaviour,
Clear Light,
Jacob Miller,
The Selecter,
Drexciya,
Alton Ellis,
The Cure,
Electric Prunes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Smooth,
The Divine Comedy,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Skatalites,
Ituana,
John Foxx,
Mars,
Blossom Toes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Sonics,
Basic Channel,
Davy DMX,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Japan,
Bootsy Collins,
The J.B.'s,
Easy Going,
Donny Hathaway,
The Flesh Eaters,
Liliput,
Wings,
The Birthday Party,
Pole,
UT,
Danielle Patucci,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Hot Snakes,
Quando Quango,
The Music Machine,
Scientists,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pussy Galore,
Excepter,
The Fall,
David Bowie,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Audionom,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Todd Terry,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.