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 Fiji and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gang of Four to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Peter & Gordon,
Swans,
Section 25,
Y Pants,
Harmonia,
The Velvet Underground,
Niagra,
Gang Starr,
La Düsseldorf,
Reagan Youth,
Althea and Donna,
Vainqueur,
cv313,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lee Hazlewood,
Blossom Toes,
Make Up,
The Busters,
Lou Reed,
The Knickerbockers,
Black Moon,
Masters at Work,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arcadia,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Cure,
Smog,
The Fuzztones,
Moebius,
Aloha Tigers,
Skaos,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Massinfluence,
The Remains,
The Litter,
The Offenders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Slits,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eve St. Jones,
Hot Snakes,
Freddie Wadling,
Donald Byrd,
Pylon,
Crooked Eye,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Arthur Verocai,
Todd Rundgren,
Sugar Minott,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gang of Four,
Visage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mars,
The Moody Blues,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.