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 Czech Republic and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum 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 Mars to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Alton Ellis,
Q and Not U,
Qualms,
Iggy Pop,
Model 500,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slave,
Bauhaus,
Gregory Isaacs,
Vladislav Delay,
The Stooges,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Real Kids,
Letta Mbulu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Banda Bassotti,
The Victims,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yazoo,
Wally Richardson,
Porter Ricks,
Negative Approach,
Bootsy Collins,
Trumans Water,
Johnny Clarke,
Matthew Bourne,
the Association,
Rites of Spring,
Dorothy Ashby,
Altered Images,
The Trojans,
Yusef Lateef,
The Monks,
KRS-One,
Lalo Schifrin,
A Certain Ratio,
Fear,
Glenn Branca,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Golliwogs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Whodini,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Shadows of Knight,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Country Teasers,
Soul II Soul,
The New Christs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pantaleimon,
Moss Icon,
The Leaves,
Marc Almond,
Ultravox,
Brand Nubian,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.