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 Grenada and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Johnny Clarke to the grime 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bush Tetras,
Magma,
Neil Young,
Suburban Knight,
The Fire Engines,
The Evens,
Skaos,
Tears for Fears,
Theoretical Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nirvana,
Leonard Cohen,
Nation of Ulysses,
Steve Hackett,
Andrew Hill,
The Slackers,
Marine Girls,
Black Flag,
Crime,
Wire,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Vogues,
The Raincoats,
The Shadows of Knight,
Boogie Down Productions,
Unwound,
Jandek,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Saints,
Excepter,
Massinfluence,
KRS-One,
The Divine Comedy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Half Japanese,
Deepchord,
New Order,
Glambeats Corp.,
MDC,
Sun Ra,
The Mummies,
Guru Guru,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gun Club,
Ronnie Foster,
Rosa Yemen,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joyce Sims,
The Standells,
Sixth Finger,
Maleditus Sound,
New York Dolls,
Rapeman,
Mission of Burma,
Franke,
48th St. Collective,
Metal Thangz,
Tubeway Army,
John Coltrane,
Moebius,
Bronski Beat,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.