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 Tunisia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar 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 The Leaves to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Reagan Youth,
Angry Samoans,
Buzzcocks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Erykah Badu,
the Swans,
Kerri Chandler,
Pantaleimon,
Q65,
Wings,
David Bowie,
Alice Coltrane,
Dark Day,
Jimmy McGriff,
Peter and Kerry,
Underground Resistance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Parry Music,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joe Finger,
Hashim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eric B and Rakim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Porter Ricks,
Vladislav Delay,
L. Decosne,
Crispian St. Peters,
a-ha,
The Techniques,
The Human League,
The Blackbyrds,
Panda Bear,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Mummies,
Sparks,
Q and Not U,
Pet Shop Boys,
Flipper,
Zapp,
Eric Copeland,
Man Parrish,
Gang Gang Dance,
X-102,
Marcia Griffiths,
Moebius,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crash Course in Science,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Vainqueur,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Moody Blues,
the Human League,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.