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 Somalia and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Derrick May to the grunge 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Chris & Cosey,
Jimmy McGriff,
These Immortal Souls,
Tommy Roe,
Maleditus Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
Neil Young,
Excepter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Stooges,
Alison Limerick,
Lyres,
Sugar Minott,
Blake Baxter,
Trumans Water,
Harmonia,
Roxette,
the Germs,
The Selecter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
T.S.O.L.,
Pantytec,
Sun Ra,
Quando Quango,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Chris Corsano,
Rapeman,
Thompson Twins,
MC5,
Severed Heads,
Eric Dolphy,
Minor Threat,
Cluster,
Second Layer,
China Crisis,
Piero Umiliani,
The Fortunes,
Tres Demented,
Big Daddy Kane,
Suburban Knight,
Guru Guru,
OOIOO,
Schoolly D,
Bill Near,
The Associates,
The Zeros,
Darondo,
Tom Boy,
One Last Wish,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Saccharine Trust,
a-ha,
Warren Ellis,
Fluxion,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sixth Finger,
Brothers Johnson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Parry Music,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.