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 South Africa and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 synthesizer 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the punk 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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Chris & Cosey,
Eric Copeland,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pantytec,
Desert Stars,
Bill Near,
Matthew Bourne,
Hoover,
Moss Icon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Severed Heads,
Echospace,
Sparks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yellowson,
Audionom,
Morten Harket,
Tomorrow,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Offenders,
Swans,
The Skatalites,
8 Eyed Spy,
Monks,
D'Angelo,
Ornette Coleman,
Bronski Beat,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Warren Ellis,
The Wake,
Make Up,
Kool Moe Dee,
Parry Music,
DNA,
Con Funk Shun,
Ice-T,
Brothers Johnson,
In Retrospect,
Quantec,
Steve Hackett,
Pharoah Sanders,
Procol Harum,
Roger Hodgson,
The Stooges,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lakeside,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Derrick May,
Skriet,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Music Machine,
Average White Band,
Iggy Pop,
Harpers Bizarre,
Funky Four + One,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Chris Corsano,
The Real Kids,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.