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 Israel and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Pop Group to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet 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 spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
The Fugs,
Juan Atkins,
Kas Product,
Ronnie Foster,
Drive Like Jehu,
Maurizio,
X-102,
Visage,
Cymande,
AZ,
Royal Trux,
Chris & Cosey,
Oneida,
Shoche,
the Sonics,
Dave Gahan,
Television Personalities,
The Residents,
The Seeds,
Pagans,
Grauzone,
LL Cool J,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
X-101,
Howard Jones,
Albert Ayler,
David Axelrod,
DJ Sneak,
Tubeway Army,
Whodini,
Moby Grape,
Los Fastidios,
Monolake,
Jeru the Damaja,
Amon Düül,
Black Pus,
Matthew Halsall,
Cal Tjader,
Surgeon,
Thee Headcoats,
Anthony Braxton,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mighty Diamonds,
Infiniti,
The Birthday Party,
MC5,
Heaven 17,
Zero Boys,
Qualms,
B.T. Express,
Ponytail,
The Knickerbockers,
D'Angelo,
Niagra,
Gang Starr,
The Standells,
Scratch Acid,
R.M.O.,
Charles Mingus,
Crispy Ambulance,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.