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 Albania and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scion to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Severed Heads,
The Leaves,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Erasure,
The Smiths,
Buzzcocks,
Echospace,
Scratch Acid,
KRS-One,
Tim Buckley,
Marc Almond,
K-Klass,
Nas,
Trumans Water,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Clear Light,
Derrick Morgan,
Monolake,
Chris Corsano,
Minor Threat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agitation Free,
The Cure,
Funky Four + One,
DJ Sneak,
Hoover,
X-102,
Connie Case,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ice-T,
Schoolly D,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultimate Spinach,
FM Einheit,
Dawn Penn,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Cowsills,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Birthday Party,
Todd Terry,
Maleditus Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The American Breed,
Eric Copeland,
Marcia Griffiths,
Wasted Youth,
Parry Music,
the Human League,
The United States of America,
The Fortunes,
This Heat,
Ludus,
Stockholm Monsters,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gories,
Camberwell Now,
Banda Bassotti,
The Modern Lovers,
Masters at Work,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.