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 Senegal and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kayak to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ken Boothe,
Gang Green,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Avey Tare,
Massinfluence,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Severed Heads,
Lower 48,
Gabor Szabo,
Alice Coltrane,
Bob Dylan,
Magma,
Fela Kuti,
Loose Ends,
Technova,
Zero Boys,
Malaria!,
Y Pants,
Motorama,
Adolescents,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Smog,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sight & Sound,
Brothers Johnson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Doors,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
John Coltrane,
Anthony Braxton,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Parry Music,
Interpol,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Black Dice,
Pantaleimon,
The Sound,
Bauhaus,
Wasted Youth,
Ten City,
Erasure,
Moby Grape,
The Cramps,
Inner City,
Sun City Girls,
Kerri Chandler,
Michelle Simonal,
Iggy Pop,
The Gun Club,
Al Stewart,
Erykah Badu,
Symarip,
World's Most,
Scan 7,
Harry Pussy,
Eden Ahbez,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.