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 Papua New Guinea and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
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 güiro 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 The Pop Group to the rap 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
The Grass Roots,
Brand Nubian,
Eric Dolphy,
Ultravox,
The Motions,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Cameo,
In Retrospect,
Agitation Free,
The Mojo Men,
Brick,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nik Kershaw,
Au Pairs,
Marvin Gaye,
MDC,
Niagra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Slits,
The Doobie Brothers,
Animal Collective,
La Düsseldorf,
Camouflage,
Idris Muhammad,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Cowsills,
Gang of Four,
Black Moon,
Malaria!,
Aural Exciters,
Pantaleimon,
Morten Harket,
The J.B.'s,
Peter and Kerry,
Hardrive,
Joyce Sims,
Average White Band,
Skriet,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joe Smooth,
The Walker Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Davy DMX,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barrington Levy,
Scion,
Lightning Bolt,
Tres Demented,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Slackers,
The United States of America,
Loose Ends,
Todd Terry,
Das Ding,
The Moody Blues,
Sugar Minott,
DJ Sneak,
Roxette,
Zero Boys,
John Holt,
Anthony Braxton,
Joey Negro,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.