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 Brunei and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Blackbyrds,
The Happenings,
Scratch Acid,
Pierre Henry,
Jerry's Kids,
Flipper,
Amon Düül,
Ronan,
Hardrive,
Spoonie Gee,
Blossom Toes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aswad,
Duran Duran,
The Gap Band,
Iggy Pop,
Tommy Roe,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Tremeloes,
Spandau Ballet,
Fad Gadget,
Rotary Connection,
Interpol,
OOIOO,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Visage,
Nils Olav,
Rapeman,
Lebanon Hanover,
Vladislav Delay,
H. Thieme,
New Age Steppers,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Swans,
KRS-One,
Archie Shepp,
Eden Ahbez,
Kayak,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mad Mike,
The J.B.'s,
June of 44,
Sex Pistols,
Minor Threat,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mandrill,
Ultra Naté,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hasil Adkins,
David Axelrod,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ralphi Rosario,
Skaos,
the Bar-Kays,
Thee Headcoats,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cal Tjader,
Newcleus,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ossler,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.