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 Togo and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Subhumans,
Warren Ellis,
Tom Boy,
Terry Callier,
Mandrill,
Juan Atkins,
Tropical Tobacco,
The J.B.'s,
Marine Girls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Blossom Toes,
Danielle Patucci,
Derrick May,
Lower 48,
Niagra,
The New Christs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Selecter,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Moleskins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Radiohead,
Hardrive,
The Birthday Party,
Symarip,
The Techniques,
Unwound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dark Day,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Smiths,
The Electric Prunes,
Man Parrish,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rakim,
Sarah Menescal,
CMW,
Howard Jones,
Whodini,
Loose Ends,
Sugar Minott,
Nirvana,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
MDC,
Public Enemy,
Lindisfarne,
Minny Pops,
Mr. Review,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jerry's Kids,
The Associates,
Joe Smooth,
Monks,
Ohio Players,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.