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 Rwanda and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Youth Brigade to the grunge 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Nas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soul II Soul,
Second Layer,
The Fall,
Stetsasonic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Angry Samoans,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Dave Clark Five,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Judy Mowatt,
John Lydon,
Hashim,
Kenny Larkin,
MC5,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fire Engines,
Sällskapet,
Quadrant,
Moebius,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wally Richardson,
Darondo,
Circle Jerks,
Letta Mbulu,
Royal Trux,
The Monochrome Set,
Matthew Bourne,
Flipper,
The Detroit Cobras,
Stereo Dub,
the Germs,
Roger Hodgson,
Cymande,
Joensuu 1685,
Von Mondo,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tres Demented,
Magma,
Girls At Our Best!,
David McCallum,
Sun Ra,
Franke,
Negative Approach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faraquet,
The Slackers,
Barry Ungar,
Roy Ayers,
Ronan,
Junior Murvin,
The Motions,
Duran Duran,
Blancmange,
the Association,
Sarah Menescal,
Dead Boys,
Loose Ends,
Ronnie Foster,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.