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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
CMW,
Average White Band,
Negative Approach,
T.S.O.L.,
Organ,
Mark Hollis,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dead Boys,
The Barracudas,
Easy Going,
Lou Christie,
Scratch Acid,
Porter Ricks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Spoonie Gee,
Blossom Toes,
Mo-Dettes,
Half Japanese,
Marvin Gaye,
Cluster,
Banda Bassotti,
Cecil Taylor,
The Remains,
Gang Green,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Arthur Verocai,
Man Eating Sloth,
Colin Newman,
Matthew Bourne,
The Selecter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Buckinghams,
Quantec,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aural Exciters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Steve Hackett,
Alison Limerick,
Ponytail,
Judy Mowatt,
Pulsallama,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ken Boothe,
Television Personalities,
The Music Machine,
Dawn Penn,
Qualms,
The Cramps,
Scion,
Jeff Mills,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Count Five,
Aswad,
H. Thieme,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.