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 Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 guitar 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 JFA to the techno 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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pagans,
Lebanon Hanover,
A Certain Ratio,
Funky Four + One,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Moon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Charles Mingus,
The Barracudas,
Ten City,
Flipper,
Jeff Mills,
Dead Boys,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lucky Dragons,
Pulsallama,
Sonic Youth,
The Sonics,
Dennis Brown,
Lower 48,
Yaz,
The Dead C,
Magma,
Franke,
Mark Hollis,
Maleditus Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Scientists,
Minnie Riperton,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Misunderstood,
Terry Callier,
Index,
Blossom Toes,
Darondo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Q and Not U,
Scrapy,
Wire,
The Cowsills,
Easy Going,
The Slits,
Steve Hackett,
Y Pants,
Neil Young,
Yazoo,
Pussy Galore,
Joe Smooth,
Subhumans,
Outsiders,
The Fall,
Barbara Tucker,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.