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 Mali and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Television Personalities to the rock 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Germs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Babytalk,
Make Up,
The Music Machine,
Fear,
The Residents,
Ken Boothe,
Radiohead,
Echospace,
Peter and Kerry,
PIL,
Brass Construction,
Soft Machine,
Reuben Wilson,
Warsaw,
The Fuzztones,
Ossler,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Leonard Cohen,
Joey Negro,
Guru Guru,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultravox,
Fatback Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Newcleus,
The Grass Roots,
Basic Channel,
Tres Demented,
Wings,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brothers Johnson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Groovy Waters,
Japan,
Toni Rubio,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Selecter,
Morten Harket,
DJ Style,
Gang Green,
Negative Approach,
Joe Smooth,
Laurel Aitken,
The Gap Band,
The Index,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fire Engines,
Skriet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Smiths,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Junior Murvin,
Davy DMX,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Saints,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.