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 South Sudan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Arab on Radar to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Chris Corsano,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Los Fastidios,
Bizarre Inc.,
Young Marble Giants,
Andrew Hill,
The Moody Blues,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Techniques,
Jawbox,
Goldenarms,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Selecter,
ABC,
Freddie Wadling,
Theoretical Girls,
UT,
Infiniti,
Sonic Youth,
Robert Görl,
Gil Scott Heron,
Brick,
Echospace,
Royal Trux,
Black Sheep,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nils Olav,
Donny Hathaway,
Magma,
Amazonics,
Sixth Finger,
Cecil Taylor,
The Smoke,
The Moleskins,
The Dead C,
The Grass Roots,
The Modern Lovers,
The Golliwogs,
Ohio Players,
Nation of Ulysses,
Funkadelic,
Popol Vuh,
Rosa Yemen,
Roger Hodgson,
Pole,
Jeff Lynne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Barracudas,
Joy Division,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Faust,
The Velvet Underground,
The Happenings,
Country Teasers,
Sugar Minott,
Robert Hood,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.