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 Paraguay and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rotary Connection to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Martian. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alton Ellis,
Neil Young,
Avey Tare,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Sonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Accadde A,
Isaac Hayes,
Hardrive,
The Buckinghams,
The Sound,
F. McDonald,
Buzzcocks,
The Pop Group,
Dawn Penn,
Deadbeat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
MDC,
Scrapy,
Black Sheep,
The Standells,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Monolake,
Bootsy Collins,
The Seeds,
The Skatalites,
Danielle Patucci,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Toni Rubio,
Public Image Ltd.,
Malaria!,
Scan 7,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Piero Umiliani,
The United States of America,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dual Sessions,
a-ha,
Robert Wyatt,
Cheater Slicks,
Bronski Beat,
Lungfish,
China Crisis,
Sonic Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Angry Samoans,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Loose Ends,
Main Source,
the Germs,
Idris Muhammad,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Bar-Kays,
Sandy B,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Residents,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Althea and Donna,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.