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 Israel and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Minutemen to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Chris & Cosey,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Country Teasers,
The Music Machine,
Sex Pistols,
Tubeway Army,
Kerrie Biddell,
One Last Wish,
Joy Division,
Jeff Mills,
Royal Trux,
The New Christs,
AZ,
DJ Sneak,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cybotron,
Kerri Chandler,
Camouflage,
Siglo XX,
Johnny Clarke,
48th St. Collective,
Echospace,
Black Moon,
Scott Walker,
Second Layer,
Gichy Dan,
Con Funk Shun,
David Axelrod,
The Motions,
David McCallum,
Stockholm Monsters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bad Manners,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Arcadia,
The Pretty Things,
Rosa Yemen,
Connie Case,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Loose Ends,
Easy Going,
Roger Hodgson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Funkadelic,
Crooked Eye,
John Lydon,
Sparks,
Sight & Sound,
Au Pairs,
Severed Heads,
Banda Bassotti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
PIL,
Groovy Waters,
John Foxx,
Toni Rubio,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kenny Larkin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.