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 Mexico and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 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 Robert Hood to the funk 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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Grass Roots,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Foxx,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arab on Radar,
Electric Prunes,
Peter and Kerry,
Harmonia,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pantytec,
Infiniti,
Agent Orange,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang Starr,
Wasted Youth,
Scott Walker,
Althea and Donna,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Niagra,
Quadrant,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hardrive,
Sight & Sound,
The Remains,
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy Collins,
DNA,
Pulsallama,
The Mummies,
Unwound,
Derrick Morgan,
Steve Hackett,
Slave,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scratch Acid,
Scientists,
Lyres,
Fela Kuti,
MDC,
Iggy Pop,
David Axelrod,
ABBA,
the Fania All-Stars,
Throbbing Gristle,
Theoretical Girls,
The Gladiators,
Brothers Johnson,
Wally Richardson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Moon,
Severed Heads,
The Blues Magoos,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Amon Düül II,
Spoonie Gee,
Andrew Hill,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.