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 Jordan 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Matthew Halsall to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
In Retrospect,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Iggy Pop,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Susan Cadogan,
Erasure,
Neu!,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Slits,
Joy Division,
DJ Sneak,
Fela Kuti,
Derrick May,
Freddie Wadling,
Peter and Kerry,
The Birthday Party,
Skarface,
Ludus,
Oblivians,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Intrusion,
Inner City,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Young Marble Giants,
Tom Boy,
Barrington Levy,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Blancmange,
The Trojans,
The Happenings,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Terrestrial Tones,
Chris Corsano,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kerrie Biddell,
Amazonics,
Nirvana,
Ice-T,
Angry Samoans,
ABC,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hasil Adkins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Make Up,
The Walker Brothers,
Joe Smooth,
The Techniques,
Shuggie Otis,
Moby Grape,
Underground Resistance,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Vainqueur,
Pylon,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Martian,
Ornette Coleman,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Joyce Sims,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.