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 Sierra Leone and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the grime 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Bad Manners,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cal Tjader,
Yellowson,
Ornette Coleman,
The Index,
Gang of Four,
Sun City Girls,
Rapeman,
Metal Thangz,
Adolescents,
Scientists,
John Holt,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q and Not U,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Buzzcocks,
John Foxx,
The Barracudas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Parry Music,
Faust,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Womack,
Bob Dylan,
Echospace,
Moebius,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fluxion,
Danielle Patucci,
Rites of Spring,
Susan Cadogan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Knickerbockers,
Whodini,
Main Source,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Section 25,
Matthew Halsall,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
kango's stein massive,
Jawbox,
Suburban Knight,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Henry Cow,
Negative Approach,
Dorothy Ashby,
Trumans Water,
The Young Rascals,
Rod Modell,
Dave Gahan,
Essential Logic,
the Germs,
R.M.O.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Neon Judgement,
Derrick May,
Marine Girls,
Neil Young,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.