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 Paraguay and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum 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 Tomorrow to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Boz Scaggs,
Sonic Youth,
Sight & Sound,
Cybotron,
Schoolly D,
Chris & Cosey,
Danielle Patucci,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Man Eating Sloth,
X-102,
Angry Samoans,
Joe Finger,
The Pop Group,
A Certain Ratio,
Dead Boys,
Donny Hathaway,
Robert Hood,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Litter,
Guru Guru,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Aural Exciters,
The Human League,
Swans,
Ultra Naté,
The Fortunes,
Das Ding,
D'Angelo,
The Moleskins,
The Neon Judgement,
Skaos,
Heaven 17,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rosa Yemen,
The Techniques,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sparks,
Youth Brigade,
Sound Behaviour,
Ken Boothe,
Rhythm & Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lucky Dragons,
John Coltrane,
Lower 48,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Judy Mowatt,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ten City,
AZ,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crime,
Jacob Miller,
Mad Mike,
James White and The Blacks,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.