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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Eyeless In Gaza 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Can,
Wolf Eyes,
Moebius,
The Music Machine,
Barbara Tucker,
Echospace,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Simply Red,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Magma,
Quadrant,
Aaron Thompson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Public Enemy,
Sister Nancy,
Radiohead,
Gregory Isaacs,
KRS-One,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Adolescents,
Letta Mbulu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Swans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Flesh Eaters,
Crime,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Vladislav Delay,
Peter & Gordon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Oneida,
Anakelly,
The Moody Blues,
Monks,
Little Man,
Derrick May,
Jawbox,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gap Band,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dead C,
Gerry Rafferty,
A Certain Ratio,
Flipper,
The Mummies,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rapeman,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tim Buckley,
Charles Mingus,
Eve St. Jones,
Spandau Ballet,
Hardrive,
Royal Trux,
Toni Rubio,
Intrusion,
AZ,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.