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 Belgium and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Gang of Four to the techno 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Aswad,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ponytail,
AZ,
The Cramps,
Eli Mardock,
Dorothy Ashby,
Alphaville,
The Associates,
Alton Ellis,
The Move,
LL Cool J,
Yazoo,
Cybotron,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ituana,
Index,
Quando Quango,
Letta Mbulu,
the Association,
The Busters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Five Americans,
Albert Ayler,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Happenings,
Amazonics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Minnie Riperton,
The Cowsills,
Khruangbin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Supertramp,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pylon,
The Gladiators,
Section 25,
The Fugs,
Mark Hollis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eden Ahbez,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Lydon,
Television,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Sonics,
Erykah Badu,
Maurizio,
Bill Near,
The Doors,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Fall,
Skarface,
Alison Limerick,
The Barracudas,
Rakim,
The Slits,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.