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 Luxembourg and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Janne Schatter to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
June Days,
Bluetip,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Moody Blues,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Germs,
Ronnie Foster,
The Monochrome Set,
Underground Resistance,
Radiohead,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jeff Lynne,
Silicon Teens,
Josef K,
Roxette,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
James White and The Blacks,
The Black Dice,
Fluxion,
Tommy Roe,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sound Behaviour,
Camberwell Now,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joyce Sims,
Yellowson,
Q and Not U,
Con Funk Shun,
ABBA,
Niagra,
Cluster,
Aural Exciters,
Bizarre Inc.,
MC5,
KRS-One,
Joe Finger,
Crash Course in Science,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Cowsills,
Japan,
Deakin,
World's Most,
Delta 5,
Rapeman,
DJ Style,
Skarface,
Judy Mowatt,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Litter,
Severed Heads,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sixth Finger,
Crooked Eye,
Ossler,
Robert Hood,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.