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 Chile and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Moon,
Zapp,
Deakin,
Subhumans,
Underground Resistance,
PIL,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Barry Ungar,
Ornette Coleman,
Malaria!,
Jacques Brel,
Eric Dolphy,
Quantec,
Franke,
June of 44,
Agitation Free,
Eden Ahbez,
Main Source,
Rod Modell,
Mary Jane Girls,
Y Pants,
The Gap Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Public Enemy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Brothers Johnson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Oneida,
James White and The Blacks,
Sugar Minott,
The Stooges,
Lee Hazlewood,
Barbara Tucker,
Amon Düül,
UT,
DNA,
Symarip,
Q and Not U,
Lightning Bolt,
Kaleidoscope,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sister Nancy,
Scratch Acid,
Section 25,
Todd Rundgren,
Robert Hood,
Niagra,
Jawbox,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Angels of Light,
Jerry's Kids,
Janne Schatter,
Siglo XX,
Sixth Finger,
Little Man,
Iggy Pop,
Henry Cow,
Matthew Halsall,
Supertramp,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.