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 Ireland and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Essential Logic to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Maurizio,
Piero Umiliani,
The Blackbyrds,
Blossom Toes,
Lucky Dragons,
Juan Atkins,
John Coltrane,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ornette Coleman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ossler,
The Walker Brothers,
Rapeman,
The Dead C,
Tres Demented,
Joyce Sims,
Bobby Womack,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Raincoats,
Severed Heads,
Althea and Donna,
Donald Byrd,
Drexciya,
Minnie Riperton,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
X-102,
Susan Cadogan,
The Seeds,
Soft Machine,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lakeside,
Toni Rubio,
Joy Division,
Masters at Work,
Urselle,
Scion,
The Smoke,
Q65,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Public Image Ltd.,
T. Rex,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Dirtbombs,
Qualms,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faraquet,
the Slits,
Slave,
Panda Bear,
Schoolly D,
Magma,
Talk Talk,
Boredoms,
Robert Wyatt,
Eurythmics,
Man Parrish,
Nirvana,
Jeff Mills,
The Real Kids,
Godley & Creme,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.