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 Estonia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron 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 Visage to the electroclash 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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
The Grass Roots,
Pulsallama,
Buzzcocks,
The Offenders,
Deakin,
Tom Boy,
Pere Ubu,
Royal Trux,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Anakelly,
Fat Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
Q and Not U,
Juan Atkins,
Dual Sessions,
cv313,
Siglo XX,
John Cale,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Quando Quango,
Mission of Burma,
Pantytec,
Radiopuhelimet,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Soft Cell,
The Angels of Light,
JFA,
The Selecter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ten City,
Severed Heads,
Minutemen,
Brick,
Blossom Toes,
Alice Coltrane,
The Cure,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deepchord,
Nils Olav,
a-ha,
The Pretty Things,
Robert Hood,
Hot Snakes,
Sight & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Babytalk,
Livin' Joy,
Liliput,
Drexciya,
H. Thieme,
Agent Orange,
Index,
Ultimate Spinach,
Whodini,
Joey Negro,
Television Personalities,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang of Four,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Sonics,
Anthony Braxton,
Kaleidoscope,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.