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 Korea South and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Stetsasonic to the crunk 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Slits,
The Standells,
Lyres,
Talk Talk,
K-Klass,
Radiopuhelimet,
Magazine,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Main Source,
OOIOO,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Angels of Light,
Soul II Soul,
Yellowson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bang On A Can,
Toni Rubio,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stereo Dub,
Brass Construction,
Depeche Mode,
Gregory Isaacs,
Godley & Creme,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Piero Umiliani,
The Litter,
Massinfluence,
Intrusion,
Cybotron,
Archie Shepp,
Peter and Kerry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Albert Ayler,
10cc,
Dorothy Ashby,
PIL,
Excepter,
One Last Wish,
Mission of Burma,
The Doors,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Smiths,
Scientists,
Kayak,
Sound Behaviour,
the Fania All-Stars,
Unwound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marine Girls,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultravox,
Jeff Mills,
CMW,
Junior Murvin,
The Seeds,
Avey Tare,
Wire,
Pussy Galore,
Section 25,
Boredoms,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.