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 Colombia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the grime 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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Livin' Joy,
Boz Scaggs,
Siglo XX,
The Seeds,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Remains,
Dual Sessions,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boredoms,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Knickerbockers,
ABBA,
Barry Ungar,
The Misunderstood,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Pretty Things,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
UT,
The Smoke,
Ohio Players,
John Cale,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Techniques,
Brothers Johnson,
Rod Modell,
MDC,
Susan Cadogan,
Dave Gahan,
Minny Pops,
Terry Callier,
Laurel Aitken,
Erasure,
Duran Duran,
Urselle,
John Coltrane,
Barclay James Harvest,
Chris Corsano,
The Gories,
The Raincoats,
Soft Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gabor Szabo,
Morten Harket,
Agent Orange,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fela Kuti,
Wally Richardson,
Groovy Waters,
Deakin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Robert Görl,
Grauzone,
Man Eating Sloth,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.