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 Syria and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the rock 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
The Seeds,
The Happenings,
Skriet,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
B.T. Express,
Second Layer,
Lakeside,
Pantaleimon,
Loose Ends,
Babytalk,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Toni Rubio,
Au Pairs,
MDC,
Joyce Sims,
Scan 7,
Fad Gadget,
Swans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
CMW,
Sugar Minott,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yellowson,
Wire,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Index,
Tears for Fears,
Rakim,
Colin Newman,
Ice-T,
Visage,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fela Kuti,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mission of Burma,
Banda Bassotti,
Stereo Dub,
Alice Coltrane,
Lower 48,
48th St. Collective,
John Foxx,
Erasure,
Kool Moe Dee,
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Brick,
The Black Dice,
The Smiths,
Section 25,
Severed Heads,
Bobby Sherman,
Pere Ubu,
Ronnie Foster,
Jacques Brel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minnie Riperton,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kurtis Blow,
Unwound,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.