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 Antigua and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Black Pus 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
The Trojans,
Schoolly D,
AZ,
D'Angelo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Slick Rick,
Pere Ubu,
The Motions,
David Bowie,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brass Construction,
Pylon,
Fluxion,
The Mummies,
Marvin Gaye,
Interpol,
Sarah Menescal,
Section 25,
OOIOO,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Massinfluence,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Little Man,
The Index,
KRS-One,
Lalann,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gladiators,
Skaos,
John Lydon,
This Heat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pole,
Hardrive,
Negative Approach,
Marine Girls,
Gabor Szabo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pierre Henry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rekid,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sam Rivers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bauhaus,
Japan,
Rufus Thomas,
Fear,
The Saints,
Barclay James Harvest,
Robert Hood,
Unwound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Max Romeo,
Byron Stingily,
Drexciya,
DNA,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.