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 Spain and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar 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 Dawn Penn to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Fela Kuti,
Sun City Girls,
Morten Harket,
Maurizio,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rod Modell,
The Mojo Men,
Crash Course in Science,
Laurel Aitken,
Television,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fugazi,
Average White Band,
Negative Approach,
Joensuu 1685,
John Cale,
Eurythmics,
The Remains,
FM Einheit,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rotary Connection,
The Gap Band,
Blake Baxter,
Pere Ubu,
The Trojans,
Beasts of Bourbon,
ABC,
Scientists,
The J.B.'s,
Thee Headcoats,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eve St. Jones,
Sparks,
K-Klass,
The Slackers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cymande,
Susan Cadogan,
Quando Quango,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hashim,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hasil Adkins,
Swans,
Nik Kershaw,
Brothers Johnson,
Ituana,
Index,
Amon Düül II,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Zeros,
Deakin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Germs,
Rufus Thomas,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.