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 Iraq and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Standells to the electroclash 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Isaac Hayes,
Fluxion,
the Swans,
Nick Fraelich,
Ponytail,
Fat Boys,
Quando Quango,
Whodini,
Model 500,
Newcleus,
Skaos,
Buzzcocks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
kango's stein massive,
Jacques Brel,
Q and Not U,
The Beau Brummels,
The Angels of Light,
Thompson Twins,
Johnny Clarke,
The Standells,
Excepter,
Parry Music,
Dave Gahan,
Rotary Connection,
The Monochrome Set,
Hardrive,
Motorama,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Main Source,
Sonny Sharrock,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Robert Wyatt,
Negative Approach,
X-101,
Radiohead,
Donald Byrd,
Echospace,
Grey Daturas,
Sugar Minott,
X-102,
Erykah Badu,
Scientists,
Moby Grape,
John Foxx,
Supertramp,
Nirvana,
JFA,
Sam Rivers,
The Raincoats,
Animal Collective,
The Busters,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ituana,
Franke,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.