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 Gabon and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Toni Rubio to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultravox,
Black Bananas,
Arthur Verocai,
Half Japanese,
Faraquet,
Heaven 17,
MDC,
The Searchers,
Fela Kuti,
Eurythmics,
The Gap Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
David McCallum,
Guru Guru,
Carl Craig,
cv313,
Subhumans,
Gerry Rafferty,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kayak,
the Soft Cell,
Outsiders,
Kerrie Biddell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pulsallama,
Accadde A,
Sun Ra,
The Angels of Light,
Mantronix,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Main Source,
ABBA,
Saccharine Trust,
Crooked Eye,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Holt,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Barracudas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Smoke,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Names,
Joe Smooth,
Sonic Youth,
48th St. Collective,
The Knickerbockers,
Underground Resistance,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Michelle Simonal,
Kerri Chandler,
Funkadelic,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joey Negro,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.