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 Israel and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tokyo.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 FM Einheit to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ten City,
Warren Ellis,
Roxette,
Albert Ayler,
The Grass Roots,
Isaac Hayes,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mandrill,
The Slackers,
Duran Duran,
The Techniques,
The Litter,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camouflage,
Minny Pops,
the Sonics,
Thee Headcoats,
Popol Vuh,
Ossler,
The New Christs,
Quantec,
The Blackbyrds,
Groovy Waters,
The Moleskins,
In Retrospect,
The Busters,
X-101,
Aloha Tigers,
Symarip,
Rhythm & Sound,
Reagan Youth,
Metal Thangz,
Stereo Dub,
Smog,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Whodini,
Electric Prunes,
Robert Wyatt,
The Smiths,
Soft Machine,
Cluster,
Fear,
Liliput,
Althea and Donna,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Knickerbockers,
Funky Four + One,
Magma,
Severed Heads,
The Five Americans,
Loose Ends,
Avey Tare,
Television,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Monks,
Ohio Players,
Malaria!,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.