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 Kosovo and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the rock 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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Howard Jones,
Maurizio,
Siglo XX,
The Dead C,
Ash Ra Tempel,
T. Rex,
The Neon Judgement,
Eric B and Rakim,
Saccharine Trust,
U.S. Maple,
Khruangbin,
Alphaville,
The Gap Band,
The Golliwogs,
Lindisfarne,
Clear Light,
June Days,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flash Fearless,
Big Daddy Kane,
K-Klass,
Tres Demented,
Marshall Jefferson,
Iggy Pop,
Tommy Roe,
Wire,
The Vogues,
Gichy Dan,
Connie Case,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Unwound,
Jacques Brel,
Con Funk Shun,
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eden Ahbez,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Electric Prunes,
OOIOO,
Eric Copeland,
Slick Rick,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Zero Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Magma,
Blossom Toes,
Radio Birdman,
Henry Cow,
Gang Green,
Gregory Isaacs,
Morten Harket,
Cal Tjader,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
One Last Wish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.