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 Japan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Dawn Penn to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Fad Gadget,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eddi Front,
Mary Jane Girls,
Qualms,
Outsiders,
the Germs,
Niagra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Oblivians,
Fear,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ice-T,
The Divine Comedy,
Bush Tetras,
Sam Rivers,
Black Moon,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gun Club,
Desert Stars,
Youth Brigade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marshall Jefferson,
Spandau Ballet,
PIL,
The Skatalites,
The Victims,
Chrome,
Donny Hathaway,
Deadbeat,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Japan,
K-Klass,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Thompson Twins,
Grauzone,
Alphaville,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Second Layer,
The Associates,
Gong,
The Barracudas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stiv Bators,
The Moleskins,
Zero Boys,
Don Cherry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lalann,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tommy Roe,
Crispian St. Peters,
Albert Ayler,
Juan Atkins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Monks,
Tim Buckley,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.