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 Jamaica and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the electroclash 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Colin Newman,
Silicon Teens,
Agitation Free,
Organ,
the Soft Cell,
JFA,
Kaleidoscope,
Y Pants,
Throbbing Gristle,
Electric Prunes,
The Music Machine,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hasil Adkins,
Sonic Youth,
ABC,
Johnny Osbourne,
Erykah Badu,
Morten Harket,
Soulsonic Force,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Heaven 17,
The New Christs,
The Invisible,
Easy Going,
Massinfluence,
The Toasters,
Steve Hackett,
Kurtis Blow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tom Boy,
The Cowsills,
DJ Style,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Matthew Halsall,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Goldenarms,
Aural Exciters,
Young Marble Giants,
Khruangbin,
Dennis Brown,
Chris & Cosey,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minutemen,
The Wake,
Unwound,
The United States of America,
Average White Band,
The Pretty Things,
Rhythm & Sound,
Hoover,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Suburban Knight,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Television,
Rapeman,
Saccharine Trust,
Symarip,
Dual Sessions,
OOIOO,
Camberwell Now,
Malaria!,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.