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 Iceland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Darondo to the grime 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
The Durutti Column,
Bronski Beat,
Q and Not U,
Television,
Al Stewart,
Lindisfarne,
Yusef Lateef,
Popol Vuh,
The Birthday Party,
John Lydon,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Cure,
Skarface,
Drive Like Jehu,
Iggy Pop,
Archie Shepp,
The Searchers,
Moby Grape,
Flash Fearless,
In Retrospect,
Sugar Minott,
Bang On A Can,
The Star Department,
A Certain Ratio,
Silicon Teens,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Stereo Dub,
The Blues Magoos,
Pere Ubu,
Unwound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Oneida,
48th St. Collective,
Gang Green,
Bizarre Inc.,
Panda Bear,
Rakim,
Ossler,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Red Krayola,
The Divine Comedy,
Amon Düül,
Thee Headcoats,
Dual Sessions,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marcia Griffiths,
Delta 5,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Neon Judgement,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Y Pants,
Vladislav Delay,
The Moody Blues,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Cowsills,
Nico,
Model 500,
Half Japanese,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.