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 Hungary and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the punk 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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
the Sonics,
The Fortunes,
The Selecter,
Lower 48,
Funkadelic,
Stetsasonic,
Pylon,
The Vogues,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cybotron,
One Last Wish,
Matthew Halsall,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Absolute Body Control,
a-ha,
Funky Four + One,
Sonny Sharrock,
Alice Coltrane,
Sonic Youth,
The Standells,
Slave,
Howard Jones,
The Invisible,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wire,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Sonics,
Scrapy,
The Searchers,
Quando Quango,
The Divine Comedy,
Livin' Joy,
Sandy B,
Swell Maps,
Gang Starr,
Brothers Johnson,
Goldenarms,
Chris & Cosey,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Deadbeat,
The Grass Roots,
Marcia Griffiths,
Little Man,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Brick,
Harmonia,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Knickerbockers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Traffic Nightmare,
New Order,
Rotary Connection,
Monolake,
Ronnie Foster,
Barbara Tucker,
Cymande,
Pagans,
Motorama,
Nas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
FM Einheit,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.