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 Angola and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Oneida to the electroclash 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Radiopuhelimet,
The Monochrome Set,
Rufus Thomas,
Excepter,
Matthew Halsall,
Wire,
The Blackbyrds,
Albert Ayler,
Moebius,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Foxx,
Joey Negro,
A Certain Ratio,
The Move,
The Grass Roots,
Funky Four + One,
AZ,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Trumans Water,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Agent Orange,
Interpol,
Average White Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lungfish,
The Gun Club,
The Modern Lovers,
Robert Görl,
Franke,
Marc Almond,
John Lydon,
John Cale,
Quadrant,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pulsallama,
Soft Machine,
Flash Fearless,
Marshall Jefferson,
Accadde A,
The Pretty Things,
Tom Boy,
Ituana,
The Cure,
ABBA,
Morten Harket,
Lebanon Hanover,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ken Boothe,
The Searchers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fortunes,
Heaven 17,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Brass Construction,
Oblivians,
Roy Ayers,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.