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 Australia and from New York.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer 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 Camberwell Now to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Flesh Eaters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
David Axelrod,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Outsiders,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ice-T,
The Associates,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
This Heat,
Easy Going,
Pharoah Sanders,
Liliput,
The Slackers,
Connie Case,
Pulsallama,
Absolute Body Control,
Parry Music,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Dirtbombs,
Underground Resistance,
Average White Band,
Joey Negro,
Ralphi Rosario,
Agitation Free,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Reed,
Rod Modell,
Yellowson,
Desert Stars,
Chris & Cosey,
D'Angelo,
JFA,
Visage,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sun Ra,
Sixth Finger,
The Names,
OOIOO,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Reuben Wilson,
Cymande,
Deadbeat,
Hot Snakes,
The Velvet Underground,
Lightning Bolt,
the Bar-Kays,
Soul Sonic Force,
Popol Vuh,
Public Image Ltd.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Man Eating Sloth,
David Bowie,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bronski Beat,
Brick,
Scratch Acid,
Piero Umiliani,
Camberwell Now,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.