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 Latvia and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 48th St. Collective to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Gil Scott Heron,
Moss Icon,
Josef K,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kas Product,
New York Dolls,
The American Breed,
Grandmaster Flash,
Country Teasers,
The Monochrome Set,
The Sonics,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kaleidoscope,
The Motions,
Los Fastidios,
Ronnie Foster,
Erasure,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Index,
Mark Hollis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mo-Dettes,
Eden Ahbez,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ultravox,
The Real Kids,
Prince Buster,
Symarip,
Matthew Halsall,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aloha Tigers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Donald Byrd,
Blossom Toes,
Junior Murvin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bill Near,
Sixth Finger,
Gichy Dan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nico,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Dave Clark Five,
David McCallum,
Dawn Penn,
This Heat,
Roxy Music,
The Smiths,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Can,
The Happenings,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.