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 Jordan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Rosa Yemen to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Nils Olav,
New Age Steppers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Unwound,
DNA,
Brass Construction,
Ronan,
Todd Rundgren,
Camberwell Now,
Fluxion,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Moss Icon,
Joensuu 1685,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Slits,
The Modern Lovers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mantronix,
Radio Birdman,
Big Daddy Kane,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sight & Sound,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fall,
The Tremeloes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Bar-Kays,
Yazoo,
Sällskapet,
The Last Poets,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Velvet Underground,
E-Dancer,
Ossler,
Sonic Youth,
John Cale,
Aural Exciters,
Bill Near,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
MC5,
Arab on Radar,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Smiths,
The Monochrome Set,
Avey Tare,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pierre Henry,
Sister Nancy,
L. Decosne,
Cybotron,
Donny Hathaway,
Alton Ellis,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fuzztones,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.