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 Malaysia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 Inner City to the disco 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Gang of Four,
Kenny Larkin,
the Slits,
New York Dolls,
Kaleidoscope,
The Last Poets,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joyce Sims,
Sun City Girls,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Icehouse,
Eurythmics,
Soul II Soul,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Absolute Body Control,
the Human League,
Pussy Galore,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Anakelly,
Soft Machine,
The Detroit Cobras,
Metal Thangz,
H. Thieme,
Junior Murvin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Fire Engines,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Cale,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mars,
Matthew Halsall,
Ice-T,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Radiopuhelimet,
Whodini,
Zapp,
The Remains,
Nico,
Steve Hackett,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crooked Eye,
Freddie Wadling,
The J.B.'s,
Eve St. Jones,
Model 500,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Basic Channel,
The Buckinghams,
Howard Jones,
Niagra,
Eric Dolphy,
The Pretty Things,
Joey Negro,
Severed Heads,
Morten Harket,
Mr. Review,
Supertramp,
Pierre Henry,
Slave,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.