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 Tajikistan and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin 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 Flipper to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Unwound,
Deepchord,
Negative Approach,
Dennis Brown,
Livin' Joy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Kinks,
the Soft Cell,
Tropical Tobacco,
Moby Grape,
Blancmange,
Faraquet,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fall,
The Zeros,
Eden Ahbez,
DJ Sneak,
Kevin Saunderson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scratch Acid,
Freddie Wadling,
Theoretical Girls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Althea and Donna,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Au Pairs,
Davy DMX,
Colin Newman,
Minor Threat,
Michelle Simonal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Neil Young,
Second Layer,
Pere Ubu,
Magma,
Country Teasers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nirvana,
Warsaw,
Sällskapet,
Nico,
AZ,
Mantronix,
a-ha,
Derrick Morgan,
Soft Machine,
Anthony Braxton,
Erykah Badu,
Soul II Soul,
Alton Ellis,
Drive Like Jehu,
U.S. Maple,
Bad Manners,
Avey Tare,
The Happenings,
Dual Sessions,
Minnie Riperton,
Sandy B,
The Selecter,
Steve Hackett,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.