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 Maldives and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Q and Not U 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Joey Negro,
Black Bananas,
Severed Heads,
Rufus Thomas,
Shuggie Otis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eric Dolphy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Accadde A,
Smog,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Flipper,
Brothers Johnson,
The Happenings,
Joe Finger,
Maleditus Sound,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alice Coltrane,
Japan,
The Fire Engines,
The Kinks,
Nirvana,
Robert Hood,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fifty Foot Hose,
World's Most,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dorothy Ashby,
Electric Prunes,
Jeff Mills,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scratch Acid,
David Axelrod,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Germs,
The Skatalites,
EPMD,
A Certain Ratio,
Royal Trux,
Godley & Creme,
The Alarm Clocks,
Drexciya,
Oblivians,
Fat Boys,
The Selecter,
Cluster,
Hot Snakes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Echospace,
Cybotron,
Kas Product,
Mandrill,
The Gun Club,
The Barracudas,
Newcleus,
Mars,
Minor Threat,
Warsaw,
Gang of Four,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.