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 Vanuatu and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Crispy Ambulance to the grime 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
DJ Style,
Aaron Thompson,
Marc Almond,
Oneida,
D'Angelo,
Simply Red,
Idris Muhammad,
Minor Threat,
Sun City Girls,
Sam Rivers,
the Human League,
Pole,
Ronnie Foster,
Scratch Acid,
Stiv Bators,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Sound,
Negative Approach,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Suicide,
Lou Reed,
Icehouse,
Loose Ends,
Moss Icon,
Janne Schatter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Stereo Dub,
Black Sheep,
Ituana,
Harry Pussy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Walker Brothers,
Kurtis Blow,
Buzzcocks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Glenn Branca,
Young Marble Giants,
Sugar Minott,
Crash Course in Science,
Sonny Sharrock,
Arcadia,
Mantronix,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Can,
In Retrospect,
Basic Channel,
the Sonics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Accadde A,
Jawbox,
Sixth Finger,
Lindisfarne,
Bill Near,
Pet Shop Boys,
Godley & Creme,
X-Ray Spex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Don Cherry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The United States of America,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.