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 Afghanistan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron 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 Yaz 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Underground Resistance,
Danielle Patucci,
Babytalk,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Sound,
Lyres,
Excepter,
Porter Ricks,
Eve St. Jones,
10cc,
Main Source,
Moby Grape,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jandek,
Ultravox,
Gang of Four,
Television Personalities,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Q65,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aural Exciters,
Sun City Girls,
Unwound,
James White and The Blacks,
Drexciya,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sixth Finger,
The Saints,
The Index,
Average White Band,
Flipper,
Kas Product,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Busters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Yusef Lateef,
The Golliwogs,
New York Dolls,
Janne Schatter,
Isaac Hayes,
Faust,
The Trojans,
Stereo Dub,
Sun Ra,
Kerri Chandler,
Lalann,
Man Eating Sloth,
Man Parrish,
Pantaleimon,
The Divine Comedy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jawbox,
Loose Ends,
Massinfluence,
Steve Hackett,
The Smoke,
Funky Four + One,
Saccharine Trust,
Supertramp,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.