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 Belize and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet 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 Smog to the grime 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
The Toasters,
Das Ding,
The Happenings,
Alice Coltrane,
Sonny Sharrock,
Alphaville,
Erykah Badu,
Maleditus Sound,
Talk Talk,
Sixth Finger,
Moss Icon,
The Real Kids,
Rites of Spring,
Bang On A Can,
Michelle Simonal,
Wasted Youth,
Pierre Henry,
Morten Harket,
Blossom Toes,
Sex Pistols,
Connie Case,
L. Decosne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Maurizio,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Boredoms,
Lou Reed,
The Fall,
Idris Muhammad,
Amon Düül II,
Leonard Cohen,
The Selecter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crash Course in Science,
Q and Not U,
Porter Ricks,
Intrusion,
Negative Approach,
Surgeon,
New Order,
The Stooges,
The Fortunes,
Spandau Ballet,
Boogie Down Productions,
Glenn Branca,
Prince Buster,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Remains,
the Normal,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Peter and Kerry,
Accadde A,
China Crisis,
Mad Mike,
Amazonics,
Curtis Mayfield,
Qualms,
Scott Walker,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Max Romeo,
John Cale,
Alton Ellis,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.