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 Turkey and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 The Count Five to the rap 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Stereo Dub,
Heaven 17,
Television Personalities,
Saccharine Trust,
Schoolly D,
The Black Dice,
L. Decosne,
Susan Cadogan,
Lower 48,
The Sonics,
Don Cherry,
a-ha,
Drexciya,
The Zeros,
Blossom Toes,
The Pop Group,
Tomorrow,
Althea and Donna,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Reagan Youth,
Second Layer,
The Buckinghams,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Brothers Johnson,
Marc Almond,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Trumans Water,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Residents,
Alice Coltrane,
Pere Ubu,
Con Funk Shun,
Soft Cell,
Model 500,
Ossler,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MC5,
Jerry's Kids,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dual Sessions,
One Last Wish,
Organ,
Shoche,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Michelle Simonal,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kaleidoscope,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Young Marble Giants,
The Moody Blues,
Anthony Braxton,
Half Japanese,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sparks,
Lalann,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Black Sheep,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.