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 Bangladesh and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Pantaleimon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Minor Threat,
the Sonics,
The Cramps,
Suicide,
Al Stewart,
Spoonie Gee,
The Beau Brummels,
Gabor Szabo,
Judy Mowatt,
The Fugs,
Anakelly,
Clear Light,
Radio Birdman,
Alton Ellis,
Joe Finger,
Black Bananas,
Cymande,
Ice-T,
Faust,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roger Hodgson,
Harry Pussy,
Monolake,
Con Funk Shun,
Smog,
Agent Orange,
Crooked Eye,
Patti Smith,
The Selecter,
Altered Images,
Minutemen,
The Durutti Column,
John Cale,
Junior Murvin,
Wings,
The Smoke,
JFA,
Grandmaster Flash,
Moebius,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Neon Judgement,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Matthew Bourne,
Glenn Branca,
Jimmy McGriff,
This Heat,
The Associates,
Eric Copeland,
The Residents,
Basic Channel,
Amon Düül II,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Buckinghams,
A Certain Ratio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dave Gahan,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.