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 North and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Sight & Sound to the jazz 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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Scion,
R.M.O.,
Fluxion,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Urselle,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Magma,
Bootsy Collins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Divine Comedy,
Suicide,
Lalann,
the Soft Cell,
The Young Rascals,
Bobby Byrd,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Laurel Aitken,
Warren Ellis,
Lyres,
The Last Poets,
Quando Quango,
Rapeman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pantytec,
Brothers Johnson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rekid,
Amon Düül,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Guru Guru,
The Mojo Men,
Althea and Donna,
The Gap Band,
Warsaw,
Cluster,
Arcadia,
Moss Icon,
Lucky Dragons,
MC5,
Lakeside,
Television Personalities,
Eddi Front,
In Retrospect,
Pantaleimon,
The Music Machine,
Organ,
Tom Boy,
Visage,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Anakelly,
Television,
Barry Ungar,
Eurythmics,
X-102,
Ken Boothe,
Gichy Dan,
Sister Nancy,
Terry Callier,
Eric Copeland,
Ice-T,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.