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 France and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Amon Düül to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Babytalk,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tears for Fears,
U.S. Maple,
Fifty Foot Hose,
DJ Style,
Deepchord,
Jimmy McGriff,
K-Klass,
Shoche,
KRS-One,
Al Stewart,
Altered Images,
Warren Ellis,
Althea and Donna,
Flash Fearless,
Sex Pistols,
Amon Düül,
Reuben Wilson,
Eric Dolphy,
Terry Callier,
New York Dolls,
Nirvana,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Index,
Arab on Radar,
Neil Young,
Boogie Down Productions,
Khruangbin,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tim Buckley,
Fluxion,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Alarm Clocks,
A Certain Ratio,
Gichy Dan,
The Dirtbombs,
Amazonics,
Smog,
T. Rex,
Brass Construction,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kaleidoscope,
Morten Harket,
The Real Kids,
The Sound,
Max Romeo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pierre Henry,
Hasil Adkins,
AZ,
Eve St. Jones,
The Associates,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Derrick May,
The Fuzztones,
Bobby Byrd,
Alison Limerick,
Gang Gang Dance,
Intrusion,
Dark Day,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.