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 Nicaragua and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lakeside to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Patti Smith,
B.T. Express,
Bob Dylan,
The Slits,
The Smiths,
Bluetip,
Icehouse,
Eddi Front,
H. Thieme,
Nick Fraelich,
Pulsallama,
Clear Light,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dave Gahan,
Lightning Bolt,
Procol Harum,
10cc,
Fluxion,
The Music Machine,
Bauhaus,
Blancmange,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül II,
Iggy Pop,
Black Pus,
Minor Threat,
Nation of Ulysses,
Infiniti,
The Mummies,
Henry Cow,
Jandek,
Basic Channel,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Malaria!,
The Misunderstood,
John Foxx,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Thompson Twins,
John Holt,
Amon Düül,
Joey Negro,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Raincoats,
Grey Daturas,
The Knickerbockers,
Cecil Taylor,
Ornette Coleman,
Porter Ricks,
Aloha Tigers,
Grauzone,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Slick Rick,
This Heat,
Pole,
These Immortal Souls,
Soul Sonic Force,
Organ,
Deadbeat,
Model 500,
Das Ding,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.