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 Uruguay and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron 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 Davy DMX to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Unwound,
Babytalk,
Flamin' Groovies,
Clear Light,
Supertramp,
MDC,
FM Einheit,
Subhumans,
DNA,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Dirtbombs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Throbbing Gristle,
Banda Bassotti,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Make Up,
Amon Düül II,
Pussy Galore,
Graham Central Station,
Mars,
Tomorrow,
Davy DMX,
Aloha Tigers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Niagra,
Boogie Down Productions,
DJ Sneak,
Cybotron,
Wings,
Arab on Radar,
Lou Christie,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Young Marble Giants,
kango's stein massive,
Amon Düül,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Connie Case,
Deadbeat,
Piero Umiliani,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yazoo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soul Sonic Force,
Public Enemy,
Pulsallama,
Marine Girls,
Thompson Twins,
The Golliwogs,
Nation of Ulysses,
La Düsseldorf,
Quantec,
Sex Pistols,
Gichy Dan,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Music Machine,
Mo-Dettes,
Wasted Youth,
X-101,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ten City,
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.