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 Cambodia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bobby Sherman to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nico,
Porter Ricks,
The Durutti Column,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Associates,
Marvin Gaye,
Sam Rivers,
The Moody Blues,
Skaos,
Cheater Slicks,
Rosa Yemen,
Duran Duran,
The Doors,
The Martian,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Real Kids,
JFA,
The Divine Comedy,
The Fall,
Junior Murvin,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Skatalites,
Stereo Dub,
Pussy Galore,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erasure,
The Moleskins,
Soulsonic Force,
Blancmange,
Brand Nubian,
Interpol,
Kenny Larkin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Peter & Gordon,
Easy Going,
The Modern Lovers,
The Techniques,
Television Personalities,
The Happenings,
Make Up,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Star Department,
Amazonics,
John Holt,
Y Pants,
Donald Byrd,
Tommy Roe,
Newcleus,
Nils Olav,
The Index,
Minny Pops,
Sexual Harrassment,
Robert Wyatt,
Vladislav Delay,
Hardrive,
Dual Sessions,
Freddie Wadling,
Goldenarms,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.