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 Tunisia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro 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 Dead Boys to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Colin Newman,
The Kinks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skriet,
Cluster,
Hot Snakes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Susan Cadogan,
The Cramps,
Nico,
Mars,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fugazi,
Tropical Tobacco,
Freddie Wadling,
Spandau Ballet,
Smog,
Pere Ubu,
Minutemen,
Eric Copeland,
Bronski Beat,
Chrome,
Groovy Waters,
Black Bananas,
The Fall,
Letta Mbulu,
Mark Hollis,
The Moody Blues,
Ultravox,
Cal Tjader,
Junior Murvin,
H. Thieme,
Angry Samoans,
Panda Bear,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Stereo Dub,
Soft Cell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sugar Minott,
David McCallum,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rod Modell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Blues Magoos,
Grey Daturas,
Harmonia,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
PIL,
ABBA,
Boz Scaggs,
Loose Ends,
Derrick May,
Kurtis Blow,
Lower 48,
Television Personalities,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.