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 Thailand and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Stereo Dub to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
The Slits,
EPMD,
Trumans Water,
Flash Fearless,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
This Heat,
The Residents,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pantaleimon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Desert Stars,
Freddie Wadling,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New Order,
Icehouse,
Matthew Halsall,
The Birthday Party,
Chris & Cosey,
The Stooges,
Pole,
48th St. Collective,
Q65,
Lower 48,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Skatalites,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Human League,
the Bar-Kays,
Interpol,
The Standells,
Agitation Free,
Tubeway Army,
Lightning Bolt,
The Gap Band,
Junior Murvin,
Glenn Branca,
Sam Rivers,
Cheater Slicks,
Scrapy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Accadde A,
Sex Pistols,
Erykah Badu,
Index,
Iggy Pop,
Moby Grape,
JFA,
Maurizio,
Audionom,
Colin Newman,
Lungfish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Visage,
Cal Tjader,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cybotron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Trojans,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.