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 Andorra and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Josef K to the jazz 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Toni Rubio,
Nick Fraelich,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Magazine,
Cybotron,
Jimmy McGriff,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sparks,
Accadde A,
Motorama,
Can,
Rosa Yemen,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fire Engines,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lee Hazlewood,
Anthony Braxton,
Drexciya,
The Moody Blues,
Janne Schatter,
World's Most,
Bush Tetras,
Negative Approach,
Patti Smith,
Simply Red,
Banda Bassotti,
ABBA,
Wire,
Ten City,
Yaz,
The Buckinghams,
the Fania All-Stars,
Matthew Bourne,
Cameo,
June of 44,
Jawbox,
E-Dancer,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Donny Hathaway,
The Associates,
Neil Young,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lightning Bolt,
Adolescents,
Ornette Coleman,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
FM Einheit,
Camberwell Now,
Parry Music,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Brass Construction,
PIL,
Joey Negro,
Agitation Free,
Ultimate Spinach,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.