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 Turkey and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Pharoah Sanders to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Marine Girls,
Chrome,
kango's stein massive,
Stereo Dub,
Morten Harket,
DJ Sneak,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Walker Brothers,
Radiohead,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Babytalk,
Slick Rick,
Tres Demented,
KRS-One,
The Human League,
Sparks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
X-101,
Hot Snakes,
The Music Machine,
Ludus,
MC5,
Second Layer,
Ponytail,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Laurel Aitken,
Peter and Kerry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Vladislav Delay,
Mandrill,
Quadrant,
Chris Corsano,
John Lydon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cybotron,
Sixth Finger,
K-Klass,
Joey Negro,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Golliwogs,
Tom Boy,
Subhumans,
Stiv Bators,
Soul Sonic Force,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dual Sessions,
Wings,
Eden Ahbez,
Eric Dolphy,
the Association,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Model 500,
Maleditus Sound,
The Saints,
Little Man,
Brothers Johnson,
Blossom Toes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hoover,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.