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 Kosovo and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Carl Craig to the jazz 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Mars,
The Move,
Spoonie Gee,
U.S. Maple,
Arthur Verocai,
Ludus,
New Age Steppers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wolf Eyes,
Rapeman,
Janne Schatter,
Juan Atkins,
The Monochrome Set,
The Grass Roots,
The Durutti Column,
Altered Images,
X-101,
Black Sheep,
the Slits,
Spandau Ballet,
Laurel Aitken,
John Foxx,
Public Enemy,
The Happenings,
The Neon Judgement,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pharoah Sanders,
PIL,
Au Pairs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Silicon Teens,
The J.B.'s,
Aaron Thompson,
Aloha Tigers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kerri Chandler,
Livin' Joy,
The Fall,
Pantaleimon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Radio Birdman,
Dawn Penn,
Brand Nubian,
Minor Threat,
Magma,
Althea and Donna,
The Angels of Light,
Hashim,
The Red Krayola,
Jeff Mills,
The Monks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Golliwogs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crash Course in Science,
Harmonia,
Jacob Miller,
MDC,
The Cosmic Jokers,
MC5,
Groovy Waters,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.