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 United Kingdom and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sugar Minott to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Mary Jane Girls,
Patti Smith,
Skriet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Masters at Work,
Ice-T,
Dave Gahan,
Suburban Knight,
Godley & Creme,
Bauhaus,
Nas,
Man Parrish,
The Trojans,
Dual Sessions,
The Kinks,
Motorama,
Delta 5,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultravox,
The Fugs,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Johnny Clarke,
Throbbing Gristle,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vladislav Delay,
Main Source,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
MDC,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Quantec,
Faust,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
K-Klass,
B.T. Express,
Brass Construction,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dead C,
Todd Rundgren,
Wasted Youth,
Skaos,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Residents,
Hardrive,
The Standells,
Mad Mike,
Jeff Mills,
Howard Jones,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
H. Thieme,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rosa Yemen,
Marc Almond,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pharoah Sanders,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.