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 Kenya and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe 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 Yazoo to the grime 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Judy Mowatt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Misunderstood,
DJ Sneak,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Connie Case,
Byron Stingily,
Infiniti,
The Associates,
The Monks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gang of Four,
Roger Hodgson,
Lakeside,
Shuggie Otis,
Mr. Review,
Lebanon Hanover,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Erasure,
Drexciya,
kango's stein massive,
Eric Copeland,
Leonard Cohen,
Harry Pussy,
Monolake,
The Birthday Party,
The Invisible,
Black Pus,
Oneida,
Sarah Menescal,
Sugar Minott,
The Count Five,
Negative Approach,
Dennis Brown,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The J.B.'s,
Gang Green,
The Velvet Underground,
Stetsasonic,
Yellowson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
David Bowie,
OOIOO,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Raincoats,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Darondo,
Section 25,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fad Gadget,
Drive Like Jehu,
Laurel Aitken,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Saints,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dead Boys,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.