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 Mongolia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Model 500 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cymande,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Monochrome Set,
Basic Channel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Intrusion,
the Sonics,
The Electric Prunes,
Black Bananas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gregory Isaacs,
David McCallum,
Eric Copeland,
La Düsseldorf,
OOIOO,
Robert Wyatt,
Quando Quango,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lungfish,
Tomorrow,
Kayak,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joey Negro,
Sound Behaviour,
Y Pants,
Talk Talk,
Soft Machine,
the Germs,
The Slits,
The Dirtbombs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Deepchord,
Anthony Braxton,
Cluster,
Aaron Thompson,
Babytalk,
Deadbeat,
The Doors,
Wings,
The Barracudas,
Fugazi,
The Skatalites,
Moebius,
The Martian,
Con Funk Shun,
Lalann,
The New Christs,
The Gories,
Excepter,
Suicide,
Wolf Eyes,
The Count Five,
Henry Cow,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.