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 Libya and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare 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 Sister Nancy to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Silicon Teens,
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Tremeloes,
James White and The Blacks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Soul II Soul,
Freddie Wadling,
Juan Atkins,
Massinfluence,
Gerry Rafferty,
Suburban Knight,
Chris & Cosey,
The Buckinghams,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tim Buckley,
Eden Ahbez,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gang Starr,
The Litter,
Electric Prunes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Audionom,
Echospace,
Sarah Menescal,
Faraquet,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neu!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rekid,
Warren Ellis,
Lyres,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jimmy McGriff,
La Düsseldorf,
Kas Product,
Mantronix,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
X-Ray Spex,
Mission of Burma,
Youth Brigade,
Jerry's Kids,
Dave Gahan,
Niagra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Fall,
Wings,
Von Mondo,
The Selecter,
Boredoms,
June Days,
Al Stewart,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Alison Limerick,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Neil Young,
Matthew Halsall,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.