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 Brazil and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Sao Paulo.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Black Sheep 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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Drexciya,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Seeds,
Curtis Mayfield,
Supertramp,
Groovy Waters,
Niagra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jawbox,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sällskapet,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Skarface,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soft Machine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Zeros,
Scrapy,
Johnny Clarke,
Hasil Adkins,
Babytalk,
LL Cool J,
Matthew Halsall,
Freddie Wadling,
The Blackbyrds,
The Smiths,
The Raincoats,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tres Demented,
The Evens,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lebanon Hanover,
Laurel Aitken,
Motorama,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Spandau Ballet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Magazine,
Can,
Godley & Creme,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blues Magoos,
Main Source,
Bobby Sherman,
Deadbeat,
Funky Four + One,
Fela Kuti,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
10cc,
Brass Construction,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bad Manners,
Second Layer,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eli Mardock,
Grey Daturas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Q and Not U,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.