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 Ukraine and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Motorama,
The Blues Magoos,
Pole,
Pantytec,
Quadrant,
Bauhaus,
Massinfluence,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gichy Dan,
the Human League,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mo-Dettes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Surgeon,
Arab on Radar,
Moebius,
Sonny Sharrock,
Thee Headcoats,
Toni Rubio,
Kas Product,
Lakeside,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Electric Prunes,
The Tremeloes,
48th St. Collective,
The Kinks,
Man Parrish,
Roxy Music,
The Toasters,
The Standells,
Minnie Riperton,
Soft Cell,
Darondo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Smog,
These Immortal Souls,
Soulsonic Force,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Talk Talk,
Boogie Down Productions,
Matthew Bourne,
Tres Demented,
Arcadia,
The Skatalites,
Boredoms,
Agitation Free,
Pierre Henry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Delta 5,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pere Ubu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deepchord,
The Fire Engines,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aloha Tigers,
Nas,
Can,
Hasil Adkins,
Cybotron,
UT,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.