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 Ecuador and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Mad Mike to the electroclash 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fear,
Gregory Isaacs,
Suburban Knight,
Swell Maps,
Blancmange,
Throbbing Gristle,
Heaven 17,
Donald Byrd,
Tomorrow,
Metal Thangz,
Dave Gahan,
The Martian,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eli Mardock,
Roy Ayers,
Rotary Connection,
Radio Birdman,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sixth Finger,
Can,
The Monks,
Barry Ungar,
Harmonia,
Chrome,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Max Romeo,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Pop Group,
John Coltrane,
Audionom,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Terry,
Ornette Coleman,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Faust,
Groovy Waters,
Sugar Minott,
Youth Brigade,
the Soft Cell,
June Days,
Jeff Mills,
Matthew Halsall,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Yellowson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Supertramp,
Bootsy Collins,
Lucky Dragons,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grauzone,
The Durutti Column,
New Order,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pagans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marvin Gaye,
FM Einheit,
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.