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 Morocco and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare 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 Altered Images to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scan 7,
Mad Mike,
Bauhaus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cluster,
Con Funk Shun,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Inner City,
Rekid,
The Toasters,
Gang of Four,
The Golliwogs,
Khruangbin,
Absolute Body Control,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joensuu 1685,
Fear,
The United States of America,
the Soft Cell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Television Personalities,
Soulsonic Force,
the Human League,
the Sonics,
Ponytail,
Outsiders,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Count Five,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roxette,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Flipper,
Grey Daturas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
L. Decosne,
Skaos,
Guru Guru,
Tommy Roe,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Urselle,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gun Club,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Yazoo,
The Beau Brummels,
Henry Cow,
Average White Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Terry Callier,
Tom Boy,
Black Bananas,
Bob Dylan,
New York Dolls,
Maleditus Sound,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.