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 Sudan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Slave to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Maurizio,
Sexual Harrassment,
Metal Thangz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wally Richardson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Buckinghams,
Tim Buckley,
H. Thieme,
Au Pairs,
Newcleus,
Patti Smith,
Minor Threat,
Black Flag,
Scan 7,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Sonics,
Young Marble Giants,
Sun City Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Adolescents,
Mad Mike,
Susan Cadogan,
Symarip,
Lucky Dragons,
Lou Christie,
Rapeman,
Lower 48,
Khruangbin,
The Techniques,
Chris Corsano,
The Count Five,
Tubeway Army,
Underground Resistance,
Electric Prunes,
Sound Behaviour,
Reagan Youth,
Fluxion,
Graham Central Station,
Talk Talk,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ultra Naté,
Accadde A,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Vogues,
Pagans,
Hashim,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Pop Group,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Matthew Bourne,
Skriet,
The Beau Brummels,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.