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 Monaco and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Fluxion,
Circle Jerks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crispy Ambulance,
Groovy Waters,
Connie Case,
In Retrospect,
Nik Kershaw,
Technova,
Nirvana,
Massinfluence,
Iggy Pop,
Symarip,
Kaleidoscope,
Tim Buckley,
Qualms,
Steve Hackett,
Matthew Halsall,
Average White Band,
One Last Wish,
A Certain Ratio,
Radiopuhelimet,
Youth Brigade,
Funkadelic,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Neil Young,
the Germs,
Ornette Coleman,
Maleditus Sound,
Liliput,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Count Five,
Andrew Hill,
Scion,
Index,
Jawbox,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scratch Acid,
The Motions,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Residents,
Soft Machine,
The Last Poets,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang Starr,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Agent Orange,
Lou Christie,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Charles Mingus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Goldenarms,
Eric Dolphy,
Albert Ayler,
ABBA,
The Happenings,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eurythmics,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Moby Grape,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.