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 San Marino and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kayak to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Skarface,
Suburban Knight,
Excepter,
Inner City,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Talk Talk,
Mars,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Monolake,
The Zeros,
Gabor Szabo,
Max Romeo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Matthew Bourne,
Unwound,
the Swans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Angry Samoans,
Marine Girls,
Fugazi,
Goldenarms,
Duran Duran,
Young Marble Giants,
The Buckinghams,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
David McCallum,
Yaz,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rufus Thomas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Monochrome Set,
Zapp,
Black Moon,
DJ Style,
Isaac Hayes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Deakin,
Amazonics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cameo,
The Count Five,
Roger Hodgson,
Bad Manners,
Altered Images,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Simply Red,
Suicide,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Evens,
Crime,
Rapeman,
Siglo XX,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Youth Brigade,
the Soft Cell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Neon Judgement,
The Gories,
Michelle Simonal,
Dark Day,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.