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 China and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 spring reverb 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 Trumans Water to the funk 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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Tim Buckley,
Can,
cv313,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pantytec,
Todd Terry,
Steve Hackett,
Guru Guru,
Faust,
Japan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Zeros,
The Motions,
Y Pants,
John Lydon,
Boz Scaggs,
Rosa Yemen,
Kerri Chandler,
The Sound,
The Techniques,
Second Layer,
Colin Newman,
China Crisis,
T.S.O.L.,
Surgeon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joyce Sims,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cramps,
Wasted Youth,
Grauzone,
Lower 48,
Sight & Sound,
Pylon,
Tears for Fears,
Au Pairs,
Gang Green,
The Associates,
The Walker Brothers,
Blossom Toes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Aural Exciters,
Dave Gahan,
Gong,
The Pretty Things,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Monolake,
June Days,
Kenny Larkin,
The Wake,
Yazoo,
Stiv Bators,
Leonard Cohen,
Pierre Henry,
Camouflage,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Franke,
The Red Krayola,
Marvin Gaye,
Kaleidoscope,
Al Stewart,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.