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 Portugal and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 The Shadows of Knight to the grime 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
The Litter,
Bobby Womack,
Cecil Taylor,
The Velvet Underground,
La Düsseldorf,
UT,
Silicon Teens,
Zapp,
Desert Stars,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soft Machine,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Music Machine,
Neil Young,
Absolute Body Control,
Erasure,
The Leaves,
48th St. Collective,
Bobby Byrd,
The Fall,
The Raincoats,
Neu!,
Scratch Acid,
Leonard Cohen,
Inner City,
Black Pus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marine Girls,
Flash Fearless,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Siglo XX,
Peter and Kerry,
Aswad,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Offenders,
Mo-Dettes,
KRS-One,
Todd Terry,
Livin' Joy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Reuben Wilson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
New Age Steppers,
Morten Harket,
Marvin Gaye,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Martian,
Dawn Penn,
Audionom,
Basic Channel,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kayak,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ponytail,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Dirtbombs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scion,
Boredoms,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.