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 Mauritania and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Moby Grape to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aloha Tigers,
The Leaves,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kenny Larkin,
The Sound,
The Busters,
Zapp,
Oneida,
Q and Not U,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Saccharine Trust,
Malaria!,
Radio Birdman,
Aural Exciters,
Talk Talk,
Lightning Bolt,
Soft Cell,
Piero Umiliani,
Derrick Morgan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobby Womack,
Cymande,
Joe Smooth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Moody Blues,
The Martian,
June of 44,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Monolake,
The Mummies,
Blossom Toes,
Whodini,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Infiniti,
Easy Going,
the Swans,
Morten Harket,
Wings,
Trumans Water,
CMW,
New Order,
Amon Düül,
Tubeway Army,
Amon Düül II,
LL Cool J,
New Age Steppers,
Sight & Sound,
Second Layer,
The Angels of Light,
The Fugs,
X-101,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gang Green,
Todd Rundgren,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jacob Miller,
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.