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 Latvia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 Alison Limerick to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Harmonia,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eli Mardock,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nik Kershaw,
Flash Fearless,
Von Mondo,
Ohio Players,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Guru Guru,
Cymande,
Reagan Youth,
Alison Limerick,
The Mummies,
U.S. Maple,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cheater Slicks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Chrome,
Lower 48,
Fat Boys,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Slits,
Magma,
Cybotron,
Zero Boys,
DNA,
Subhumans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Motions,
The Raincoats,
Gabor Szabo,
Unwound,
Ronan,
the Human League,
Mandrill,
The J.B.'s,
Funky Four + One,
The Monochrome Set,
Fela Kuti,
Panda Bear,
The Pretty Things,
EPMD,
Jacques Brel,
Tears for Fears,
Kayak,
Dawn Penn,
Half Japanese,
Vladislav Delay,
Bobby Womack,
Kenny Larkin,
T.S.O.L.,
Los Fastidios,
cv313,
Max Romeo,
The Skatalites,
Soft Cell,
The Residents,
Rufus Thomas,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.