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 Samoa and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Intrusion to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Black Sheep,
Audionom,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Con Funk Shun,
Todd Rundgren,
DJ Style,
Absolute Body Control,
Kas Product,
Ossler,
Deakin,
Bill Wells,
The Offenders,
Intrusion,
The Standells,
The New Christs,
The Monochrome Set,
Drexciya,
Steve Hackett,
The Doors,
Pylon,
Barry Ungar,
The Wake,
The Mojo Men,
MDC,
Erykah Badu,
Charles Mingus,
Mr. Review,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rites of Spring,
Ten City,
Goldenarms,
Sight & Sound,
Country Teasers,
Trumans Water,
Minutemen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Blancmange,
Jawbox,
Byron Stingily,
Flamin' Groovies,
UT,
Outsiders,
The Fugs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deadbeat,
The Mummies,
Tubeway Army,
Skarface,
Subhumans,
The Martian,
The Happenings,
Theoretical Girls,
The Busters,
U.S. Maple,
Sex Pistols,
Harry Pussy,
Bootsy Collins,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
X-101,
Boredoms,
Lou Christie,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.