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 East Timor 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kayak to the electroclash 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
PIL,
Josef K,
Brass Construction,
Silicon Teens,
Donny Hathaway,
Tears for Fears,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
KRS-One,
Tres Demented,
Whodini,
the Germs,
The Associates,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Skarface,
The Invisible,
Gil Scott Heron,
Underground Resistance,
Quantec,
EPMD,
The Toasters,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Litter,
Fat Boys,
Sugar Minott,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fall,
Roger Hodgson,
The Angels of Light,
Angry Samoans,
The Victims,
Danielle Patucci,
Robert Wyatt,
Marvin Gaye,
Alice Coltrane,
Harpers Bizarre,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Foxx,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Franke,
Joyce Sims,
Lightning Bolt,
Massinfluence,
The Smoke,
Ronnie Foster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeff Lynne,
Cameo,
Parry Music,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sight & Sound,
Bluetip,
The Residents,
Groovy Waters,
Gang of Four,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Peter & Gordon,
Michelle Simonal,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.