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 Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Eli Mardock to the jazz 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Accadde A,
Aaron Thompson,
Erykah Badu,
Malaria!,
AZ,
Saccharine Trust,
Radiohead,
Eric B and Rakim,
Metal Thangz,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mary Jane Girls,
Animal Collective,
Lalann,
Second Layer,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mantronix,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Christie,
PIL,
Mad Mike,
Todd Rundgren,
Sun City Girls,
Eden Ahbez,
Cal Tjader,
X-101,
Subhumans,
Tubeway Army,
Camberwell Now,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sandy B,
Neu!,
Alison Limerick,
The Moody Blues,
F. McDonald,
the Germs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Selecter,
The Fall,
Banda Bassotti,
The Sonics,
Depeche Mode,
Flamin' Groovies,
The United States of America,
Glambeats Corp.,
Amon Düül,
The Invisible,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Darondo,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cowsills,
Half Japanese,
Fear,
Aural Exciters,
The Gun Club,
cv313,
Slick Rick,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.