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 Marshall Islands and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Arab on Radar to the dance 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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
The Electric Prunes,
K-Klass,
Flipper,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aloha Tigers,
10cc,
The Velvet Underground,
Yellowson,
Faraquet,
Q and Not U,
Maurizio,
The Human League,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The New Christs,
Moebius,
Joyce Sims,
The Motions,
Nation of Ulysses,
Grauzone,
Barrington Levy,
Spoonie Gee,
James White and The Blacks,
Pantaleimon,
T.S.O.L.,
Clear Light,
The Litter,
Neil Young,
Pulsallama,
Eden Ahbez,
Procol Harum,
Gong,
the Normal,
Robert Wyatt,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Christie,
Robert Görl,
Nico,
Rufus Thomas,
Grey Daturas,
Vladislav Delay,
Scion,
The Golliwogs,
Crash Course in Science,
Ornette Coleman,
Tres Demented,
Ponytail,
Angry Samoans,
The Doors,
The Fire Engines,
Babytalk,
Man Parrish,
Derrick May,
Colin Newman,
Marine Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Shadows of Knight,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Leaves,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.