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 Cameroon and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Drive Like Jehu to the funk 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Flipper,
Main Source,
Bauhaus,
Man Parrish,
Intrusion,
Morten Harket,
Marine Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bobby Womack,
Silicon Teens,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Outsiders,
Kurtis Blow,
Audionom,
Amon Düül II,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eddi Front,
Gichy Dan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bobby Byrd,
Johnny Osbourne,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ultravox,
Crash Course in Science,
Ken Boothe,
Peter and Kerry,
The Remains,
Alice Coltrane,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed,
The Doors,
Bush Tetras,
Electric Prunes,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Sherman,
Reuben Wilson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
James White and The Blacks,
The Fuzztones,
Anthony Braxton,
Blake Baxter,
The Young Rascals,
The Black Dice,
Livin' Joy,
Juan Atkins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Minutemen,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Skriet,
The Names,
The Angels of Light,
Khruangbin,
Shoche,
Gang of Four,
Model 500,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.