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 Serbia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Colin Newman to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Charles Mingus,
Dual Sessions,
Nico,
Fela Kuti,
D'Angelo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bad Manners,
Technova,
Flash Fearless,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Colin Newman,
Sixth Finger,
Joensuu 1685,
E-Dancer,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New Order,
Aloha Tigers,
Surgeon,
Prince Buster,
The Neon Judgement,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Slits,
F. McDonald,
The Raincoats,
Jerry's Kids,
Althea and Donna,
Nas,
Monolake,
Iggy Pop,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Harry Pussy,
Blake Baxter,
Tubeway Army,
The Cowsills,
Kevin Saunderson,
Matthew Bourne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lucky Dragons,
Roy Ayers,
A Certain Ratio,
The Gun Club,
Nik Kershaw,
Mission of Burma,
Sällskapet,
Delta 5,
Tres Demented,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Susan Cadogan,
Todd Rundgren,
Scratch Acid,
The Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pylon,
The Cramps,
The Index,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Laurel Aitken,
Kaleidoscope,
Blossom Toes,
Eurythmics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.