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 East Timor and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Amazonics 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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Danielle Patucci,
Roxy Music,
The Kinks,
Rekid,
Reagan Youth,
Vladislav Delay,
Radio Birdman,
The Skatalites,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Average White Band,
Mars,
The Raincoats,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marmalade,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Five Americans,
Derrick May,
Bluetip,
Davy DMX,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blues Magoos,
Pharoah Sanders,
Brick,
Lucky Dragons,
John Coltrane,
The Index,
Howard Jones,
Sarah Menescal,
Johnny Clarke,
R.M.O.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soft Cell,
Drexciya,
Camberwell Now,
Pere Ubu,
Altered Images,
Mr. Review,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Infiniti,
Faust,
Gang of Four,
The Fuzztones,
The Wake,
Roger Hodgson,
Gang Starr,
Model 500,
Stiv Bators,
Funky Four + One,
Jerry's Kids,
The Durutti Column,
The Shadows of Knight,
Young Marble Giants,
World's Most,
The Fall,
T.S.O.L.,
China Crisis,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Sonics,
Harpers Bizarre,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.