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 Belize and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Barracudas to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Niagra,
the Germs,
Trumans Water,
Technova,
Minnie Riperton,
Silicon Teens,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stereo Dub,
Hoover,
Cameo,
OOIOO,
Panda Bear,
Gabor Szabo,
48th St. Collective,
Joyce Sims,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Real Kids,
Arcadia,
Marvin Gaye,
Lyres,
Interpol,
Blancmange,
D'Angelo,
June of 44,
Monolake,
Juan Atkins,
Funkadelic,
Gong,
The Remains,
The Monochrome Set,
Iggy Pop,
Carl Craig,
John Foxx,
Quando Quango,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
James White and The Blacks,
Deadbeat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alison Limerick,
Malaria!,
K-Klass,
Minny Pops,
Siglo XX,
Ultra Naté,
The Alarm Clocks,
Echospace,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cluster,
Section 25,
Fugazi,
Albert Ayler,
China Crisis,
Tom Boy,
Simply Red,
the Fania All-Stars,
Black Pus,
Procol Harum,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.