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 Nicaragua and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eli Mardock to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Dead Boys,
The Happenings,
Von Mondo,
Pussy Galore,
Funkadelic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rhythm & Sound,
FM Einheit,
UT,
Skaos,
Nick Fraelich,
Joy Division,
D'Angelo,
Soft Cell,
New Order,
Alison Limerick,
Technova,
Warren Ellis,
The Mummies,
Frankie Knuckles,
Black Flag,
The Raincoats,
The Walker Brothers,
Marmalade,
Bizarre Inc.,
Terrestrial Tones,
Country Teasers,
Tom Boy,
cv313,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mantronix,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Durutti Column,
Sound Behaviour,
Alphaville,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Can,
Moss Icon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Unwound,
U.S. Maple,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gregory Isaacs,
Circle Jerks,
Ronnie Foster,
Rapeman,
Joe Finger,
Bang On A Can,
kango's stein massive,
The Saints,
Charles Mingus,
Mr. Review,
the Association,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rod Modell,
The Buckinghams,
Duran Duran,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.