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 Turkey and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 In Retrospect to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stiv Bators,
Eric Copeland,
Yaz,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Human League,
The Velvet Underground,
John Holt,
The Techniques,
Rod Modell,
the Association,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sonny Sharrock,
Suburban Knight,
Toni Rubio,
Ponytail,
Jacques Brel,
The Stooges,
The Skatalites,
Amon Düül II,
Joe Finger,
Hardrive,
Flipper,
Dennis Brown,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Martian,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Raincoats,
Derrick May,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Selecter,
Chrome,
Jandek,
Underground Resistance,
Au Pairs,
Index,
Jacob Miller,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Procol Harum,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Inner City,
Sarah Menescal,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Franke,
Mars,
Stockholm Monsters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Angry Samoans,
Japan,
Maleditus Sound,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Busters,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
New York Dolls,
Nas,
Quantec,
Roy Ayers,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.