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 Kosovo and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Marine Girls to the punk 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Shoche,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Hardrive,
Theoretical Girls,
Dual Sessions,
10cc,
Lou Reed,
Soul II Soul,
kango's stein massive,
Matthew Halsall,
Jesper Dahlback,
MDC,
Buzzcocks,
Amon Düül II,
Gabor Szabo,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Moleskins,
The Mummies,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Prince Buster,
One Last Wish,
Soft Cell,
Bizarre Inc.,
Todd Terry,
Brand Nubian,
Severed Heads,
Rapeman,
Gregory Isaacs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Arab on Radar,
Stetsasonic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rakim,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Godley & Creme,
Yazoo,
Amazonics,
The Techniques,
Gong,
Camberwell Now,
Roger Hodgson,
Robert Wyatt,
The Black Dice,
Accadde A,
Bobby Sherman,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Television Personalities,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Man Parrish,
Brass Construction,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Martian,
Ice-T,
The Fugs,
Underground Resistance,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.