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 Costa Rica and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Glasgow.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 UT to the techno 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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dead C,
Black Flag,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gichy Dan,
Liliput,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Sonics,
Whodini,
Young Marble Giants,
Jerry's Kids,
The Golliwogs,
Alphaville,
Warsaw,
Alton Ellis,
James White and The Blacks,
kango's stein massive,
Dual Sessions,
The Raincoats,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gabor Szabo,
Faraquet,
Q and Not U,
Masters at Work,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nik Kershaw,
The Leaves,
Mars,
Spoonie Gee,
Patti Smith,
Ludus,
Bob Dylan,
MC5,
Negative Approach,
Dawn Penn,
Joey Negro,
Los Fastidios,
The Monks,
Sugar Minott,
Barry Ungar,
Skarface,
Nation of Ulysses,
Blancmange,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Smog,
Hasil Adkins,
Aloha Tigers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pole,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Sonics,
PIL,
Black Moon,
Quando Quango,
Sound Behaviour,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Banda Bassotti,
The Buckinghams,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Accadde A,
Erasure,
The Walker Brothers,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.