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 Libya and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Bush Tetras to the crunk 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
X-Ray Spex,
The Beau Brummels,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Procol Harum,
John Holt,
Brick,
Negative Approach,
Cluster,
Black Bananas,
Monolake,
Blake Baxter,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Juan Atkins,
Black Flag,
Smog,
Icehouse,
The Seeds,
The Toasters,
Metal Thangz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Terry Callier,
Jacques Brel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Busters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Sound,
Cybotron,
the Association,
Scrapy,
The Modern Lovers,
June Days,
Dark Day,
The Gories,
Bill Wells,
Joey Negro,
Albert Ayler,
Bobby Sherman,
The Slackers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Glenn Branca,
John Foxx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
JFA,
Sex Pistols,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bootsy Collins,
Drexciya,
Silicon Teens,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
ABBA,
Wire,
Traffic Nightmare,
Minor Threat,
MC5,
Porter Ricks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sister Nancy,
The Martian,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.