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 Croatia and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jandek to the disco 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eddi Front,
Y Pants,
Moby Grape,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wings,
Peter & Gordon,
The Gladiators,
Rapeman,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hashim,
Al Stewart,
Adolescents,
The Gun Club,
Ronnie Foster,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Moon,
The Knickerbockers,
Eve St. Jones,
Amon Düül II,
The Durutti Column,
The Searchers,
Infiniti,
Bill Near,
Franke,
Stiv Bators,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gories,
Idris Muhammad,
Clear Light,
Godley & Creme,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Blues Magoos,
Minny Pops,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kurtis Blow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Popol Vuh,
Angry Samoans,
Soft Cell,
The Star Department,
Black Pus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tres Demented,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kayak,
The Moody Blues,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pet Shop Boys,
Duran Duran,
The Buckinghams,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Raincoats,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.