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 Seychelles and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 The Trojans 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
A Certain Ratio,
The Velvet Underground,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Standells,
R.M.O.,
The Remains,
The Doors,
The Wake,
Todd Terry,
Lalann,
The Blues Magoos,
Michelle Simonal,
CMW,
Tears for Fears,
Yellowson,
Fugazi,
Kaleidoscope,
Infiniti,
Joensuu 1685,
Lucky Dragons,
KRS-One,
Deakin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Public Image Ltd.,
10cc,
Massinfluence,
Slave,
The Saints,
Dave Gahan,
Cecil Taylor,
Lungfish,
Max Romeo,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Mojo Men,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Davy DMX,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scratch Acid,
Chris & Cosey,
Ornette Coleman,
Bobby Womack,
Mary Jane Girls,
Interpol,
Anakelly,
John Lydon,
Soft Machine,
Wolf Eyes,
Faraquet,
Robert Wyatt,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Byron Stingily,
Connie Case,
Harmonia,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.