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 Nauru and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Warsaw to the punk 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
The Human League,
Blancmange,
PIL,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Yellowson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
MC5,
Magazine,
Darondo,
Bauhaus,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Half Japanese,
The American Breed,
Al Stewart,
Rites of Spring,
KRS-One,
Royal Trux,
Mark Hollis,
Babytalk,
Lalo Schifrin,
Metal Thangz,
David McCallum,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Walker Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
Kurtis Blow,
Eric Dolphy,
Vladislav Delay,
Wolf Eyes,
Dead Boys,
The Mojo Men,
Andrew Hill,
Faust,
The Grass Roots,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ten City,
The Black Dice,
The Durutti Column,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Invisible,
The Cure,
Essential Logic,
The Real Kids,
Pole,
Slave,
a-ha,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pere Ubu,
the Human League,
This Heat,
Bobby Womack,
The Fortunes,
Ronan,
The Cramps,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.