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 Mozambique and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Chrome to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DJ Sneak,
Skaos,
T.S.O.L.,
Dawn Penn,
Erasure,
Unwound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Livin' Joy,
The Wake,
Supertramp,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
PIL,
Crispy Ambulance,
Thompson Twins,
Nation of Ulysses,
Groovy Waters,
Bob Dylan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
L. Decosne,
Althea and Donna,
Steve Hackett,
H. Thieme,
The Durutti Column,
The Fall,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Radiohead,
Yellowson,
Guru Guru,
Bill Near,
Smog,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soul Sonic Force,
Newcleus,
Flipper,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Agitation Free,
The Mojo Men,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Normal,
Eve St. Jones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Agent Orange,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ultimate Spinach,
New Age Steppers,
Cecil Taylor,
Connie Case,
Bluetip,
The Gladiators,
Schoolly D,
June of 44,
Lindisfarne,
Maleditus Sound,
Alice Coltrane,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.