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 Indonesia and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 48th St. Collective to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Nico,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DJ Sneak,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jeff Lynne,
Pere Ubu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Fugs,
JFA,
Jeff Mills,
Bluetip,
Hot Snakes,
Lalann,
The Zeros,
The Divine Comedy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Youth Brigade,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Susan Cadogan,
Spoonie Gee,
Derrick May,
The Motions,
Arab on Radar,
The Slackers,
The Cure,
Quando Quango,
L. Decosne,
Man Parrish,
Porter Ricks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Chrome,
X-102,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Black Flag,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sight & Sound,
Saccharine Trust,
Peter & Gordon,
The Black Dice,
The Remains,
Public Enemy,
The Kinks,
Sonic Youth,
The Raincoats,
Roxy Music,
Public Image Ltd.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jesper Dahlback,
Iggy Pop,
Trumans Water,
Brothers Johnson,
the Bar-Kays,
Skarface,
Todd Terry,
Judy Mowatt,
Japan,
Ornette Coleman,
The Associates,
Dark Day,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.