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 Libya and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 guitar 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 Circle Jerks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Tropical Tobacco,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lungfish,
Lightning Bolt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MC5,
Shuggie Otis,
Metal Thangz,
Albert Ayler,
Amon Düül II,
Brick,
Kerrie Biddell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Country Teasers,
Sam Rivers,
Toni Rubio,
Easy Going,
China Crisis,
Brass Construction,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Wolf Eyes,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed,
Severed Heads,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Zeros,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Junior Murvin,
The Monks,
Underground Resistance,
The Gun Club,
DJ Style,
Technova,
The Sonics,
The Birthday Party,
Los Fastidios,
Joyce Sims,
Donald Byrd,
Khruangbin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Thompson Twins,
Eddi Front,
Maleditus Sound,
Section 25,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wire,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Golliwogs,
Groovy Waters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Black Moon,
Hot Snakes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aloha Tigers,
Second Layer,
Roxy Music,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.