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 Moldova 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Swell Maps to the grime 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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Scan 7,
Grey Daturas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Derrick May,
Kenny Larkin,
Spandau Ballet,
The Vogues,
Archie Shepp,
Public Enemy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Don Cherry,
Roy Ayers,
The Slackers,
Morten Harket,
Loose Ends,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Reed,
ABBA,
Negative Approach,
John Lydon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Neon Judgement,
Circle Jerks,
Robert Hood,
The Barracudas,
EPMD,
Drexciya,
Faust,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Iggy Pop,
The Trojans,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scientists,
Pylon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ronan,
48th St. Collective,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rufus Thomas,
Scion,
Silicon Teens,
Roger Hodgson,
The Blackbyrds,
X-Ray Spex,
The Durutti Column,
Hardrive,
Stetsasonic,
Marmalade,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mission of Burma,
Altered Images,
Lower 48,
Zapp,
Clear Light,
Radiohead,
Grauzone,
Swans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Velvet Underground,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mark Hollis,
Brass Construction,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.