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 Nauru and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 David Bowie 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 David Bowie to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano 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 funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pylon,
Rosa Yemen,
Hot Snakes,
Blancmange,
Wire,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiopuhelimet,
DJ Style,
The Birthday Party,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lower 48,
Eric B and Rakim,
Alice Coltrane,
Kayak,
Malaria!,
Eddi Front,
Symarip,
Stereo Dub,
Country Teasers,
Lakeside,
Pantaleimon,
Albert Ayler,
Deadbeat,
The Fall,
Johnny Clarke,
Bush Tetras,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Sisters of Mercy,
This Heat,
Delta 5,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roxy Music,
Supertramp,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fire Engines,
Yellowson,
Donny Hathaway,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Holt,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Babytalk,
Crime,
The Trojans,
Urselle,
The Names,
Fluxion,
Simply Red,
Slave,
Joy Division,
Eric Dolphy,
Visage,
Quando Quango,
Kas Product,
The Neon Judgement,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crash Course in Science,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.