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 Algeria and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro 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 Parry Music to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Alton Ellis,
KRS-One,
The Remains,
Marcia Griffiths,
Model 500,
The Index,
The Techniques,
Japan,
Sister Nancy,
The Invisible,
Minutemen,
The Monks,
John Foxx,
Aloha Tigers,
Janne Schatter,
Sun Ra,
AZ,
the Association,
Rufus Thomas,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
June Days,
New Age Steppers,
Roxette,
Suburban Knight,
Cymande,
Bootsy Collins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Human League,
Anakelly,
The Star Department,
Terry Callier,
Josef K,
The Happenings,
Buzzcocks,
Severed Heads,
Blancmange,
Stereo Dub,
Black Pus,
PIL,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bluetip,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joyce Sims,
Tears for Fears,
ABC,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fad Gadget,
Talk Talk,
Eli Mardock,
Radio Birdman,
Sarah Menescal,
Silicon Teens,
Dead Boys,
Shuggie Otis,
Glenn Branca,
The Blackbyrds,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.