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 Jordan and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rhythm & Sound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Bill Near,
Anthony Braxton,
Ice-T,
Bauhaus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Country Teasers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Aswad,
The Slits,
Q and Not U,
Interpol,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nick Fraelich,
Derrick Morgan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barry Ungar,
Alice Coltrane,
One Last Wish,
10cc,
Groovy Waters,
Minny Pops,
Sexual Harrassment,
John Coltrane,
Agitation Free,
Radiohead,
The Skatalites,
Darondo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Franke,
Tears for Fears,
Pantaleimon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Henry Cow,
Blancmange,
Sound Behaviour,
Porter Ricks,
Das Ding,
Roy Ayers,
The Evens,
Harry Pussy,
Sugar Minott,
Josef K,
Oblivians,
Albert Ayler,
Khruangbin,
Ralphi Rosario,
Amon Düül II,
Jeff Lynne,
Mr. Review,
Gang Gang Dance,
Zero Boys,
Donald Byrd,
The Selecter,
Index,
The Velvet Underground,
K-Klass,
Jimmy McGriff,
Talk Talk,
Tres Demented,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.