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 Malawi and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin 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 The Wake to the grime 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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ 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 Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
L. Decosne,
Subhumans,
Echospace,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Organ,
The New Christs,
Cymande,
Minny Pops,
Parry Music,
Stockholm Monsters,
kango's stein massive,
Reuben Wilson,
Ronnie Foster,
Harry Pussy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Electric Prunes,
China Crisis,
Toni Rubio,
The Knickerbockers,
Groovy Waters,
Reagan Youth,
Funky Four + One,
Donny Hathaway,
Ituana,
the Bar-Kays,
Oneida,
The Fortunes,
Mission of Burma,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ralphi Rosario,
Silicon Teens,
Royal Trux,
10cc,
Gichy Dan,
Blancmange,
The Skatalites,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Juan Atkins,
Althea and Donna,
The Fire Engines,
The Birthday Party,
The Selecter,
The Raincoats,
In Retrospect,
Circle Jerks,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Invisible,
Guru Guru,
the Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Liliput,
Stiv Bators,
Wally Richardson,
The Monks,
Eric Dolphy,
Peter & Gordon,
The Five Americans,
Ronan,
Theoretical Girls,
Audionom,
The American Breed,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.