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 Uzbekistan and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Make Up,
Jacob Miller,
Jandek,
Reuben Wilson,
Silicon Teens,
Second Layer,
The Five Americans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Swans,
Das Ding,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Vainqueur,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Green,
Interpol,
The Black Dice,
Magma,
Stetsasonic,
Bronski Beat,
Reagan Youth,
Joey Negro,
Fad Gadget,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Barracudas,
Freddie Wadling,
Anthony Braxton,
FM Einheit,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kerri Chandler,
Negative Approach,
The Modern Lovers,
Fluxion,
Arcadia,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Music Machine,
Sonic Youth,
Henry Cow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cal Tjader,
Arab on Radar,
Franke,
Amon Düül,
Wire,
The Divine Comedy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lungfish,
The Golliwogs,
a-ha,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Fraelich,
Soul II Soul,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Altered Images,
Simply Red,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Alarm Clocks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.