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 Ethiopia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Boredoms to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scientists,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Reed,
The Human League,
Technova,
T. Rex,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bang On A Can,
Swell Maps,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
David McCallum,
Moebius,
Pet Shop Boys,
Reuben Wilson,
Man Parrish,
The Kinks,
Deepchord,
Patti Smith,
Depeche Mode,
10cc,
The Slackers,
The Residents,
The Gun Club,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Blake Baxter,
the Human League,
New Order,
John Lydon,
Sister Nancy,
JFA,
Tubeway Army,
The Remains,
Albert Ayler,
Kurtis Blow,
Shoche,
Zero Boys,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Skatalites,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cymande,
Ultravox,
Marine Girls,
Thee Headcoats,
Adolescents,
Cheater Slicks,
Cal Tjader,
Henry Cow,
David Axelrod,
Fat Boys,
Talk Talk,
Alphaville,
The Happenings,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Main Source,
Bootsy Collins,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Cowsills,
The Misunderstood,
The Sound,
Eric Dolphy,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.