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 Guyana and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro 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 A Certain Ratio to the crunk 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Urselle,
Y Pants,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
LL Cool J,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scientists,
Ludus,
PIL,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Germs,
Davy DMX,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brass Construction,
Television,
The Angels of Light,
Hasil Adkins,
Hot Snakes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Slits,
Yellowson,
Excepter,
Ultravox,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Newcleus,
Cecil Taylor,
Nik Kershaw,
Sarah Menescal,
Spandau Ballet,
Bad Manners,
Pylon,
Public Enemy,
The Tremeloes,
Sun Ra,
Lower 48,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Gories,
Roger Hodgson,
Kas Product,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
Iggy Pop,
Gong,
Pussy Galore,
Suburban Knight,
Ornette Coleman,
Malaria!,
U.S. Maple,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Index,
The Walker Brothers,
Hardrive,
Roxette,
Minny Pops,
Throbbing Gristle,
EPMD,
Gabor Szabo,
Circle Jerks,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.