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 Ivory Coast and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Cameo to the crunk 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Monks,
Matthew Halsall,
Marvin Gaye,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sam Rivers,
Jacob Miller,
David McCallum,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Reagan Youth,
Eric Copeland,
Skarface,
Morten Harket,
Lalann,
X-102,
Deakin,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Panda Bear,
Pantytec,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Public Enemy,
Agent Orange,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lungfish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moss Icon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Raincoats,
Eric Dolphy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Motorama,
T. Rex,
Whodini,
Visage,
Archie Shepp,
LL Cool J,
The Remains,
Barrington Levy,
Sex Pistols,
The Litter,
Talk Talk,
Mars,
Nils Olav,
The Victims,
Mo-Dettes,
Vainqueur,
DJ Style,
Max Romeo,
Television Personalities,
Howard Jones,
The Knickerbockers,
Royal Trux,
Inner City,
The Cure,
Sunsets and Hearts,
CMW,
The Sonics,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Connie Case,
Todd Rundgren,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.