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 Nicaragua and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 T.S.O.L. 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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
The Vogues,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Todd Terry,
10cc,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Agent Orange,
Lightning Bolt,
Con Funk Shun,
The Moleskins,
Amazonics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mark Hollis,
Steve Hackett,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Stiv Bators,
Depeche Mode,
The Gladiators,
Kerrie Biddell,
New Order,
The Monochrome Set,
La Düsseldorf,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Barracudas,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
John Cale,
Can,
The Red Krayola,
One Last Wish,
Desert Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Youth Brigade,
The Fall,
T. Rex,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dennis Brown,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Zeros,
Scan 7,
FM Einheit,
The Fuzztones,
Jeff Mills,
A Certain Ratio,
The Cramps,
Gastr Del Sol,
Shoche,
Arcadia,
Lalann,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Colin Newman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultra Naté,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.