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 Bangladesh and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Parry Music to the rap 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Mo-Dettes,
John Coltrane,
The Tremeloes,
Unrelated Segments,
Glambeats Corp.,
New Order,
JFA,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soul Sonic Force,
Vladislav Delay,
The Modern Lovers,
Arab on Radar,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scientists,
Eric Copeland,
Pylon,
Janne Schatter,
Ponytail,
Barrington Levy,
Minor Threat,
Don Cherry,
Rapeman,
The Buckinghams,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Fuzztones,
Peter and Kerry,
Newcleus,
Agitation Free,
Angry Samoans,
Massinfluence,
Big Daddy Kane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
FM Einheit,
Hoover,
Ice-T,
Dead Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Kayak,
The American Breed,
Todd Terry,
Panda Bear,
The Blues Magoos,
John Foxx,
Johnny Clarke,
The Move,
K-Klass,
The Evens,
Marvin Gaye,
Von Mondo,
Ohio Players,
The Gap Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rosa Yemen,
Curtis Mayfield,
T. Rex,
Parry Music,
Chris Corsano,
Nils Olav,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.