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 Turkmenistan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Colin Newman to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Metal Thangz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Isaac Hayes,
Slick Rick,
Lungfish,
E-Dancer,
Theoretical Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Hasil Adkins,
The Busters,
Minor Threat,
The Stooges,
Swans,
Chris Corsano,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Franke,
Basic Channel,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
F. McDonald,
Vainqueur,
Colin Newman,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Steve Hackett,
In Retrospect,
Barclay James Harvest,
Brick,
Gang Green,
The Human League,
Inner City,
The Remains,
Faraquet,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eric Copeland,
Deepchord,
Severed Heads,
Tres Demented,
The Trojans,
John Lydon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Matthew Halsall,
Idris Muhammad,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Black Pus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mr. Review,
Thompson Twins,
Talk Talk,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Invisible,
Pylon,
The Zeros,
Niagra,
Prince Buster,
The J.B.'s,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Names,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.