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 Belarus and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sarah Menescal,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dawn Penn,
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott Heron,
John Lydon,
The Last Poets,
Sonny Sharrock,
X-101,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tomorrow,
La Düsseldorf,
The Searchers,
Albert Ayler,
Brick,
Television Personalities,
John Coltrane,
The Slits,
Rosa Yemen,
Delta 5,
Camberwell Now,
Masters at Work,
Rakim,
Technova,
John Foxx,
The Zeros,
E-Dancer,
The Pop Group,
Tom Boy,
Procol Harum,
Panda Bear,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Young Rascals,
Adolescents,
Bronski Beat,
Inner City,
The Fire Engines,
Robert Wyatt,
Man Parrish,
Derrick Morgan,
Letta Mbulu,
The Leaves,
Agent Orange,
Minor Threat,
The New Christs,
The Gladiators,
Gang Green,
Unrelated Segments,
Radio Birdman,
Tim Buckley,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Iggy Pop,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Smoke,
Eddi Front,
The Invisible,
Steve Hackett,
Symarip,
UT,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.