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 Poland and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 John Holt to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
ABBA,
Joe Finger,
Black Flag,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Vogues,
Country Teasers,
Amon Düül II,
David Bowie,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
MDC,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marvin Gaye,
The Moody Blues,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jacob Miller,
New York Dolls,
Main Source,
Television Personalities,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Franke,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Loose Ends,
Porter Ricks,
The Five Americans,
Zapp,
The Monochrome Set,
Trumans Water,
Jeru the Damaja,
Shuggie Otis,
Con Funk Shun,
T. Rex,
The Last Poets,
Joyce Sims,
Alice Coltrane,
FM Einheit,
Masters at Work,
Symarip,
Mantronix,
Tom Boy,
Talk Talk,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Albert Ayler,
Eurythmics,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pylon,
Suicide,
EPMD,
Kaleidoscope,
Roger Hodgson,
Tim Buckley,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Derrick Morgan,
Angry Samoans,
Quando Quango,
the Association,
E-Dancer,
Lyres,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jerry Gold Smith,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.