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 Nigeria and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Alphaville,
Janne Schatter,
John Lydon,
Mark Hollis,
Susan Cadogan,
The Barracudas,
Sam Rivers,
Drive Like Jehu,
kango's stein massive,
Technova,
Moebius,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Make Up,
Chris & Cosey,
The Electric Prunes,
Chris Corsano,
Brick,
Harpers Bizarre,
Can,
The Sound,
Ten City,
Gang Starr,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wolf Eyes,
Max Romeo,
The Last Poets,
Grey Daturas,
Zapp,
Yellowson,
48th St. Collective,
Terrestrial Tones,
Young Marble Giants,
Loose Ends,
Bob Dylan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
The New Christs,
Gang Green,
Gil Scott Heron,
Icehouse,
Peter & Gordon,
The Velvet Underground,
La Düsseldorf,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Germs,
Circle Jerks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eve St. Jones,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fugs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jimmy McGriff,
Unrelated Segments,
Parry Music,
Hasil Adkins,
Vainqueur,
The Monks,
Whodini,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.