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 Panama and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro 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 Scion to the rap 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Amon Düül II,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
James White and The Blacks,
John Cale,
Trumans Water,
Amon Düül,
Cecil Taylor,
Reagan Youth,
B.T. Express,
The Walker Brothers,
June of 44,
Qualms,
Icehouse,
Bill Near,
Minnie Riperton,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Symarip,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soulsonic Force,
Junior Murvin,
Swell Maps,
Television,
R.M.O.,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Busters,
Susan Cadogan,
Nils Olav,
Theoretical Girls,
D'Angelo,
The Searchers,
Boz Scaggs,
Ronan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Deepchord,
Pet Shop Boys,
Swans,
Andrew Hill,
Radio Birdman,
Rotary Connection,
Loose Ends,
The Velvet Underground,
The Trojans,
Sun Ra,
Don Cherry,
OOIOO,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Pretty Things,
The Young Rascals,
The Seeds,
The Smiths,
Bush Tetras,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.