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 Slovenia and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sparks to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone 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 punk 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Thompson Twins,
Quando Quango,
The Index,
Audionom,
Connie Case,
Jimmy McGriff,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brothers Johnson,
Second Layer,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camberwell Now,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Flesh Eaters,
Reuben Wilson,
The Cramps,
Delta 5,
Cybotron,
The Toasters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
AZ,
Cheater Slicks,
Dawn Penn,
The Wake,
Lungfish,
The Moody Blues,
Hoover,
Mark Hollis,
Deakin,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Shuggie Otis,
The Music Machine,
Drexciya,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Human League,
Ludus,
The Real Kids,
Sound Behaviour,
Deepchord,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Boogie Down Productions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Animal Collective,
Organ,
Archie Shepp,
Main Source,
The Leaves,
Pussy Galore,
Bronski Beat,
Y Pants,
The Birthday Party,
the Association,
Mantronix,
Kool Moe Dee,
Erasure,
Liliput,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
LL Cool J,
Derrick May,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.