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 Korea South and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
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 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 David Bowie 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 Saccharine Trust to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Radio Birdman,
Matthew Halsall,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Black Moon,
Basic Channel,
June of 44,
Index,
Black Bananas,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wolf Eyes,
The Skatalites,
Cheater Slicks,
Eddi Front,
Boogie Down Productions,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Thompson Twins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Judy Mowatt,
Bad Manners,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Count Five,
Gang Starr,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bill Wells,
Subhumans,
Infiniti,
Lucky Dragons,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Public Image Ltd.,
Inner City,
Howard Jones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Todd Terry,
CMW,
Danielle Patucci,
Hoover,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pere Ubu,
Banda Bassotti,
The Kinks,
Newcleus,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eric Dolphy,
The Tremeloes,
the Germs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scientists,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Smog,
Rekid,
Sound Behaviour,
The American Breed,
Kerrie Biddell,
R.M.O.,
Donald Byrd,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.