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 Cameroon and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bluetip to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nirvana,
Accadde A,
Newcleus,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rhythm & Sound,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ronnie Foster,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yusef Lateef,
Underground Resistance,
Sister Nancy,
Shuggie Otis,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Popol Vuh,
Minny Pops,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Laurel Aitken,
Schoolly D,
Pagans,
Gang Gang Dance,
June of 44,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Morten Harket,
the Swans,
Sugar Minott,
JFA,
AZ,
Hot Snakes,
Todd Rundgren,
Camouflage,
Traffic Nightmare,
Max Romeo,
The Sonics,
Peter & Gordon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kerrie Biddell,
Arcadia,
Junior Murvin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Average White Band,
Carl Craig,
Animal Collective,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Joe Smooth,
Blancmange,
Country Teasers,
Vladislav Delay,
Easy Going,
Supertramp,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blossom Toes,
Jandek,
Deadbeat,
Con Funk Shun,
Mark Hollis,
Neu!,
Rapeman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Flamin' Groovies,
Au Pairs,
Blake Baxter,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.