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 Guatemala and from New York.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Swans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Lalo Schifrin,
Lungfish,
Joy Division,
Monks,
ABBA,
the Human League,
Country Teasers,
The Star Department,
Robert Hood,
Piero Umiliani,
Roxy Music,
Essential Logic,
Ituana,
Michelle Simonal,
The Remains,
Harry Pussy,
Skarface,
The Cowsills,
Gerry Rafferty,
Vainqueur,
Yaz,
Freddie Wadling,
Fad Gadget,
Chris Corsano,
Siglo XX,
Echospace,
The Young Rascals,
Marvin Gaye,
Drive Like Jehu,
Organ,
Reuben Wilson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mars,
Skaos,
Monolake,
Hasil Adkins,
Ohio Players,
Underground Resistance,
H. Thieme,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scion,
Boogie Down Productions,
Guru Guru,
Young Marble Giants,
Mary Jane Girls,
Babytalk,
Excepter,
Aaron Thompson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Prince Buster,
Dave Gahan,
Carl Craig,
Wings,
Los Fastidios,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wire,
Cameo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aural Exciters,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.