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 Belgium and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Lou Reed 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 Chrome to the jazz 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
The Fire Engines,
The Divine Comedy,
JFA,
Soft Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric Copeland,
Stiv Bators,
Silicon Teens,
Groovy Waters,
Clear Light,
The Cowsills,
Agitation Free,
Wasted Youth,
Eric B and Rakim,
Yusef Lateef,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Unrelated Segments,
Suburban Knight,
The Martian,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobby Sherman,
Scratch Acid,
Piero Umiliani,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Slackers,
June of 44,
Colin Newman,
Jeff Mills,
Minutemen,
Howard Jones,
Maurizio,
Graham Central Station,
Franke,
Minor Threat,
Smog,
Pagans,
Fatback Band,
Angry Samoans,
Mars,
Peter & Gordon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Golliwogs,
John Holt,
Rites of Spring,
Junior Murvin,
The Residents,
Anakelly,
Stetsasonic,
Sound Behaviour,
Massinfluence,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sexual Harrassment,
Radiohead,
Slave,
H. Thieme,
Roxy Music,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lakeside,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.