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 South Africa and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 808 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 The Trojans to the rap 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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Ludus,
Warsaw,
Section 25,
Brass Construction,
Gabor Szabo,
Davy DMX,
Marcia Griffiths,
Curtis Mayfield,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Duran Duran,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Black Flag,
The Monks,
Dave Gahan,
The Saints,
Camberwell Now,
In Retrospect,
Roy Ayers,
John Holt,
The Golliwogs,
Technova,
Tropical Tobacco,
Japan,
Neil Young,
Barrington Levy,
Erykah Badu,
Delta 5,
The Doors,
Matthew Bourne,
Judy Mowatt,
Faraquet,
Hasil Adkins,
Brick,
Andrew Hill,
Scrapy,
Bootsy Collins,
Mandrill,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bush Tetras,
Buzzcocks,
The Cure,
Lalann,
Matthew Halsall,
T.S.O.L.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rhythm & Sound,
UT,
Nick Fraelich,
ABBA,
Mars,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Schoolly D,
John Lydon,
David Bowie,
The Pop Group,
Joy Division,
Bill Wells,
DNA,
The Fuzztones,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.