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 South Africa and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mark Hollis to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Sound,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Tremeloes,
Skarface,
Eli Mardock,
Idris Muhammad,
Supertramp,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Slackers,
The Real Kids,
Grauzone,
Patti Smith,
Wings,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neu!,
the Slits,
Nico,
Kayak,
John Holt,
The Wake,
cv313,
Gabor Szabo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Boz Scaggs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
La Düsseldorf,
John Cale,
Aural Exciters,
The Fire Engines,
Pierre Henry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Swans,
Lower 48,
Arcadia,
Tom Boy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kerri Chandler,
Negative Approach,
MDC,
Joy Division,
Cal Tjader,
Hasil Adkins,
Motorama,
Porter Ricks,
Harry Pussy,
Faraquet,
Piero Umiliani,
John Foxx,
Bad Manners,
Mandrill,
F. McDonald,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Malaria!,
Qualms,
The Monochrome Set,
Visage,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.