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 Romania and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Zeros to the grunge 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
The United States of America,
Hashim,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Toasters,
Marmalade,
Bauhaus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gladiators,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brothers Johnson,
Fluxion,
Youth Brigade,
Nick Fraelich,
Tubeway Army,
Zapp,
Tres Demented,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Gap Band,
Pussy Galore,
The Trojans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Coltrane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Invisible,
Nico,
JFA,
Tomorrow,
Gang Starr,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Vladislav Delay,
Reagan Youth,
Crash Course in Science,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Slackers,
Roxette,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wolf Eyes,
Terry Callier,
Magma,
Rekid,
Porter Ricks,
The Buckinghams,
Hoover,
Rotary Connection,
The Mojo Men,
Brick,
The Real Kids,
Con Funk Shun,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Aaron Thompson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Blackbyrds,
Erykah Badu,
Don Cherry,
Warren Ellis,
Charles Mingus,
The Cowsills,
Joyce Sims,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.