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 Sweden and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Slave to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Ponytail,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ohio Players,
David McCallum,
The Associates,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
D'Angelo,
Los Fastidios,
Cluster,
Stetsasonic,
48th St. Collective,
Erykah Badu,
K-Klass,
Terry Callier,
Metal Thangz,
ABC,
The Angels of Light,
Iggy Pop,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bill Near,
Television Personalities,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Christie,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scratch Acid,
the Association,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Names,
The Saints,
Ash Ra Tempel,
H. Thieme,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Matthew Bourne,
Harmonia,
The J.B.'s,
Robert Görl,
Warren Ellis,
Mantronix,
The Motions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Peter and Kerry,
The Knickerbockers,
Yellowson,
Absolute Body Control,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Quantec,
The Red Krayola,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pussy Galore,
Stiv Bators,
Minnie Riperton,
Sister Nancy,
Intrusion,
Johnny Clarke,
Charles Mingus,
Buzzcocks,
Lyres,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.