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 Albania and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Hong Kong.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Zero Boys to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Sonics,
The Monks,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Standells,
Make Up,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Derrick Morgan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
K-Klass,
Nick Fraelich,
Rotary Connection,
Interpol,
Yellowson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fluxion,
New Age Steppers,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Human League,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
OOIOO,
The Shadows of Knight,
Desert Stars,
The Invisible,
Groovy Waters,
The Vogues,
Ronnie Foster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marc Almond,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Red Krayola,
Mission of Burma,
Deepchord,
The Fugs,
Skaos,
Jerry's Kids,
James White and The Blacks,
AZ,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Sherman,
The Durutti Column,
New York Dolls,
Fatback Band,
Chris Corsano,
Bluetip,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
DJ Style,
Rod Modell,
Swell Maps,
Tubeway Army,
Minor Threat,
This Heat,
John Lydon,
Warren Ellis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Colin Newman,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.