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 Cyprus and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Cairo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jerry's Kids to the rap 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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
China Crisis,
CMW,
Can,
Al Stewart,
The Human League,
Guru Guru,
Country Teasers,
The Buckinghams,
The Gap Band,
Adolescents,
Throbbing Gristle,
Blossom Toes,
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Coltrane,
Blancmange,
Lungfish,
Davy DMX,
The Sonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gerry Rafferty,
X-Ray Spex,
Groovy Waters,
The Monks,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Arab on Radar,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang Gang Dance,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Victims,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rotary Connection,
Scan 7,
The Stooges,
Rod Modell,
Sällskapet,
Roxette,
Oneida,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Offenders,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Aloha Tigers,
Zapp,
New Order,
Wolf Eyes,
Bobby Womack,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Flipper,
Supertramp,
Sun Ra,
LL Cool J,
Scrapy,
Godley & Creme,
The Move,
Loose Ends,
Tom Boy,
Los Fastidios,
R.M.O.,
Hashim,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.