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 Djibouti and from Manchester.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 The Modern Lovers to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crispy Ambulance,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang of Four,
Babytalk,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tears for Fears,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Moebius,
Gong,
The Skatalites,
Pylon,
Harmonia,
Camouflage,
The Mojo Men,
Kenny Larkin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fluxion,
Intrusion,
David Bowie,
Henry Cow,
The Gun Club,
Chrome,
Scientists,
DJ Style,
Bootsy Collins,
Bluetip,
The Misunderstood,
Infiniti,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Star Department,
Matthew Bourne,
Jeru the Damaja,
MC5,
Black Flag,
Roy Ayers,
The Black Dice,
The Trojans,
Clear Light,
The Smiths,
Hardrive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neu!,
Hashim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Deepchord,
The Gories,
The Pop Group,
Ronnie Foster,
Flamin' Groovies,
Brick,
Panda Bear,
Mark Hollis,
Half Japanese,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vladislav Delay,
Scion,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.