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 Fiji and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deakin to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Clear Light,
The Motions,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Offenders,
DNA,
Stetsasonic,
The Skatalites,
Radiohead,
Public Enemy,
Malaria!,
Tomorrow,
The Monks,
The Moleskins,
Erykah Badu,
Lindisfarne,
Delta 5,
The Cramps,
Basic Channel,
The Evens,
X-101,
Von Mondo,
Eve St. Jones,
The Music Machine,
The Pretty Things,
The Neon Judgement,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeff Lynne,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Divine Comedy,
Roy Ayers,
Quadrant,
Harry Pussy,
Goldenarms,
Wire,
Kerri Chandler,
Derrick May,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Susan Cadogan,
Fad Gadget,
Rufus Thomas,
Jerry's Kids,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alphaville,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Peter & Gordon,
Scientists,
Blake Baxter,
Derrick Morgan,
E-Dancer,
The Barracudas,
The Selecter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Duran Duran,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed,
L. Decosne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sarah Menescal,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.