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 Belize and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Joyce Sims,
Aural Exciters,
Pylon,
Altered Images,
Stetsasonic,
the Germs,
Negative Approach,
Terry Callier,
The Fugs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Matthew Halsall,
Neu!,
Judy Mowatt,
Ituana,
Dual Sessions,
Hot Snakes,
The Kinks,
Sam Rivers,
The Saints,
The Slits,
Mantronix,
Surgeon,
Ultra Naté,
Sight & Sound,
Second Layer,
The Dave Clark Five,
Alice Coltrane,
Tubeway Army,
Darondo,
Pole,
The Human League,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Reagan Youth,
Boredoms,
The Cramps,
Dead Boys,
Television,
The Mighty Diamonds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Machine,
Drexciya,
Sällskapet,
Kayak,
Shuggie Otis,
Bill Near,
Desert Stars,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Grauzone,
MC5,
Black Moon,
Supertramp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
kango's stein massive,
The Toasters,
Ronnie Foster,
Spoonie Gee,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
New York Dolls,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.