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 Korea North and from Stockholm.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scratch Acid,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dennis Brown,
Babytalk,
Oblivians,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Banda Bassotti,
The Victims,
Silicon Teens,
Con Funk Shun,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sun City Girls,
Underground Resistance,
Angry Samoans,
Idris Muhammad,
Joyce Sims,
Magma,
Alice Coltrane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gap Band,
Talk Talk,
KRS-One,
Blossom Toes,
Pulsallama,
Jacob Miller,
Arthur Verocai,
Moss Icon,
Amon Düül,
B.T. Express,
Livin' Joy,
Neu!,
Throbbing Gristle,
CMW,
The Last Poets,
Outsiders,
Ultra Naté,
Donny Hathaway,
Lower 48,
Jawbox,
Sexual Harrassment,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cluster,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Wake,
Schoolly D,
The Associates,
In Retrospect,
Matthew Halsall,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ten City,
Drive Like Jehu,
48th St. Collective,
R.M.O.,
Dead Boys,
Absolute Body Control,
The Monochrome Set,
Cymande,
Pantytec,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.