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 Rwanda and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Bluetip to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
E-Dancer,
Pierre Henry,
Charles Mingus,
New Age Steppers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Adolescents,
Albert Ayler,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ossler,
The Names,
Minnie Riperton,
The Techniques,
Television,
Half Japanese,
Lakeside,
The Happenings,
Quantec,
Lyres,
Malaria!,
The Walker Brothers,
Mandrill,
Robert Hood,
Iggy Pop,
The Smiths,
Heaven 17,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grey Daturas,
Alice Coltrane,
X-102,
The J.B.'s,
Talk Talk,
Letta Mbulu,
John Holt,
Ronan,
Bauhaus,
The Index,
10cc,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Normal,
Los Fastidios,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobbi Humphrey,
David McCallum,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Organ,
Pole,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Angry Samoans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Alton Ellis,
Audionom,
Pussy Galore,
AZ,
Siglo XX,
Mark Hollis,
UT,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sparks,
Aswad,
Inner City,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.