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 Guyana and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 PIL to the rock 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Neu!,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Smiths,
Icehouse,
D'Angelo,
Eli Mardock,
Joey Negro,
Marcia Griffiths,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Albert Ayler,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
David McCallum,
Joe Finger,
Model 500,
DJ Sneak,
Yusef Lateef,
a-ha,
Grauzone,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roxy Music,
Interpol,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deadbeat,
Ornette Coleman,
X-Ray Spex,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Red Krayola,
Bill Wells,
John Lydon,
The American Breed,
Agitation Free,
Erykah Badu,
Scratch Acid,
Sister Nancy,
The Moleskins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Byron Stingily,
Pere Ubu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fugs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Donny Hathaway,
Archie Shepp,
Chris & Cosey,
Sex Pistols,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lakeside,
Spandau Ballet,
Kenny Larkin,
Panda Bear,
Porter Ricks,
Theoretical Girls,
ABBA,
Todd Rundgren,
the Bar-Kays,
Eve St. Jones,
Lee Hazlewood,
Soul Sonic Force,
Subhumans,
Patti Smith,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.