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 Congo and from Johannesburg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Minor Threat to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
New Order,
Joe Finger,
E-Dancer,
Yusef Lateef,
The Selecter,
Jesper Dahlback,
Skaos,
The Litter,
Robert Görl,
Hasil Adkins,
The Residents,
Circle Jerks,
The Fuzztones,
Suicide,
It's A Beautiful Day,
R.M.O.,
Roy Ayers,
Eden Ahbez,
Stiv Bators,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tubeway Army,
Arab on Radar,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Susan Cadogan,
Siglo XX,
Minny Pops,
Letta Mbulu,
Lucky Dragons,
Sparks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Black Bananas,
Tommy Roe,
The Gap Band,
Massinfluence,
Malaria!,
The Knickerbockers,
Gichy Dan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stetsasonic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Main Source,
Johnny Clarke,
Ken Boothe,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Marine Girls,
The Skatalites,
Althea and Donna,
Jacob Miller,
Little Man,
The Divine Comedy,
The Pop Group,
The Human League,
Ossler,
Sam Rivers,
John Foxx,
Pere Ubu,
The Birthday Party,
Sarah Menescal,
Supertramp,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.