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 Iran and from London.
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 London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the crunk 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Symarip,
Mary Jane Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bill Near,
Marshall Jefferson,
Davy DMX,
Laurel Aitken,
Accadde A,
Eurythmics,
Scrapy,
Sun City Girls,
Y Pants,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Howard Jones,
Groovy Waters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hardrive,
PIL,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kerri Chandler,
the Association,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fatback Band,
The Zeros,
Fear,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Skatalites,
The Motions,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jeff Lynne,
Depeche Mode,
Bizarre Inc.,
Aswad,
Pagans,
Bang On A Can,
Dual Sessions,
Hasil Adkins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Remains,
Qualms,
Nils Olav,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Parry Music,
Kenny Larkin,
AZ,
Cal Tjader,
MDC,
The Barracudas,
Radio Birdman,
Michelle Simonal,
Glenn Branca,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scion,
Crooked Eye,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.