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 Tunisia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Vogues to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Josef K,
Symarip,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joe Smooth,
Arab on Radar,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Wake,
Radiohead,
Hot Snakes,
Bootsy Collins,
The Fortunes,
Mad Mike,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rod Modell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Yaz,
Adolescents,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Television,
F. McDonald,
Sugar Minott,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Subhumans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rapeman,
Sarah Menescal,
Visage,
John Lydon,
Bobby Womack,
The Sonics,
The Kinks,
Scrapy,
Dawn Penn,
The Grass Roots,
Lower 48,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultra Naté,
Toni Rubio,
Davy DMX,
Ken Boothe,
48th St. Collective,
The Tremeloes,
Theoretical Girls,
Erykah Badu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
R.M.O.,
Circle Jerks,
The Blues Magoos,
Mantronix,
LL Cool J,
The Golliwogs,
The Zeros,
the Bar-Kays,
Archie Shepp,
Fugazi,
U.S. Maple,
Underground Resistance,
Easy Going,
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.