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 Spain and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Wire to the techno 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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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?
The Dave Clark Five,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Moody Blues,
The Slackers,
The Skatalites,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeru the Damaja,
Al Stewart,
Ponytail,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Livin' Joy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bronski Beat,
Neil Young,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bob Dylan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Barracudas,
Dave Gahan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cluster,
Joey Negro,
Second Layer,
Laurel Aitken,
Main Source,
Henry Cow,
The Modern Lovers,
Slick Rick,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rekid,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Vogues,
Stereo Dub,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Count Five,
Skarface,
Harmonia,
Lee Hazlewood,
China Crisis,
Nirvana,
In Retrospect,
Urselle,
Funkadelic,
Slave,
Maurizio,
Aural Exciters,
X-Ray Spex,
Fad Gadget,
Quantec,
Althea and Donna,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Byrd,
Hashim,
Lalann,
Avey Tare,
Ten City,
Roger Hodgson,
Shoche,
Nik Kershaw,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.