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 Iran and from Paris.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Crispy Ambulance to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Television,
Drive Like Jehu,
D'Angelo,
The Skatalites,
Charles Mingus,
Rod Modell,
Glenn Branca,
Pantytec,
Eli Mardock,
This Heat,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marine Girls,
Patti Smith,
Kerri Chandler,
Henry Cow,
Andrew Hill,
Saccharine Trust,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Robert Görl,
Bootsy Collins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Technova,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Second Layer,
Television Personalities,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scrapy,
Bob Dylan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fluxion,
Ultra Naté,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Anthony Braxton,
Tom Boy,
Scan 7,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Joe Smooth,
Infiniti,
Los Fastidios,
Ultimate Spinach,
CMW,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Sonics,
Cluster,
Liliput,
Peter & Gordon,
Maleditus Sound,
Alton Ellis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Warren Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amon Düül,
Eddi Front,
The Index,
The Vogues,
Minny Pops,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.