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 Zambia and from Seoul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Franke to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Blake Baxter,
John Lydon,
Theoretical Girls,
Kayak,
Model 500,
Simply Red,
The Moody Blues,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Make Up,
Rhythm & Sound,
Liliput,
Livin' Joy,
The Real Kids,
Rod Modell,
Anakelly,
Sällskapet,
Dead Boys,
Matthew Bourne,
Tears for Fears,
Joy Division,
the Association,
Ossler,
Siglo XX,
Delta 5,
Shuggie Otis,
Television Personalities,
The Mojo Men,
Flash Fearless,
David McCallum,
The Stooges,
Warsaw,
Dawn Penn,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Glenn Branca,
Gang Green,
Yellowson,
The Music Machine,
John Foxx,
Stiv Bators,
Ludus,
Monolake,
Slick Rick,
Yaz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gastr Del Sol,
Warren Ellis,
Roxy Music,
Kas Product,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultravox,
Marshall Jefferson,
Angry Samoans,
The Fire Engines,
Rapeman,
MC5,
The Last Poets,
Skriet,
Amon Düül II,
Crime,
Mr. Review,
Funky Four + One,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.