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 Latvia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Kerri Chandler,
Sunsets and Hearts,
These Immortal Souls,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Buckinghams,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harry Pussy,
Bobby Byrd,
a-ha,
The Techniques,
The Gap Band,
Loose Ends,
Marine Girls,
Main Source,
Drexciya,
Pulsallama,
Lower 48,
Scott Walker,
Curtis Mayfield,
Derrick May,
Rod Modell,
Aswad,
Johnny Osbourne,
Heaven 17,
Joy Division,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Birthday Party,
John Cale,
The Red Krayola,
The United States of America,
Livin' Joy,
Glambeats Corp.,
F. McDonald,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Vogues,
Dual Sessions,
The Moody Blues,
Alphaville,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kaleidoscope,
The Busters,
Rosa Yemen,
Malaria!,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pantytec,
DNA,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tubeway Army,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fall,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mars,
Severed Heads,
Yusef Lateef,
Desert Stars,
June Days,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Count Five,
Soft Machine,
Pantaleimon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.