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 Philippines 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Max Romeo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Adolescents,
The Trojans,
Spoonie Gee,
Pierre Henry,
Godley & Creme,
Popol Vuh,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lower 48,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pylon,
Gang Starr,
Technova,
Outsiders,
KRS-One,
Sound Behaviour,
Pantaleimon,
The Buckinghams,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Idris Muhammad,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Sound,
Surgeon,
The Cure,
In Retrospect,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Deakin,
Barbara Tucker,
Marshall Jefferson,
Blancmange,
The Move,
Magazine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nirvana,
The Young Rascals,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gong,
The Techniques,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ohio Players,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tubeway Army,
Jerry's Kids,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Erasure,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Soft Cell,
Q65,
The Saints,
The Last Poets,
Bronski Beat,
The Smiths,
Spandau Ballet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Television,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.