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 Malaysia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 F. McDonald to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David Bowie,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ronan,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fall,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Iggy Pop,
Rhythm & Sound,
Arab on Radar,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
X-Ray Spex,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Slick Rick,
Brand Nubian,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Walker Brothers,
Howard Jones,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Gap Band,
Tim Buckley,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobby Byrd,
Avey Tare,
Nils Olav,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Holt,
Moby Grape,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cybotron,
Negative Approach,
Average White Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Essential Logic,
The Five Americans,
Sound Behaviour,
Audionom,
Saccharine Trust,
Shoche,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stereo Dub,
Smog,
The Mojo Men,
Glenn Branca,
Lalann,
Scion,
Pere Ubu,
Sam Rivers,
The Knickerbockers,
The Divine Comedy,
Marine Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Q65,
The Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
Joyce Sims,
the Slits,
Sight & Sound,
Malaria!,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.