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 Iran and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Flash Fearless to the crunk 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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
One Last Wish,
June of 44,
Deakin,
Gabor Szabo,
Q and Not U,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Prince Buster,
Flipper,
Gang Gang Dance,
Essential Logic,
Fela Kuti,
The Associates,
the Sonics,
The Techniques,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
New York Dolls,
Delta 5,
Basic Channel,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lucky Dragons,
The Blues Magoos,
Althea and Donna,
Banda Bassotti,
The Wake,
Fat Boys,
Barbara Tucker,
Sun City Girls,
Wally Richardson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Mojo Men,
Cheater Slicks,
Con Funk Shun,
Pagans,
Bobby Byrd,
The Blackbyrds,
Wings,
Babytalk,
Infiniti,
The Victims,
Wolf Eyes,
Adolescents,
Glenn Branca,
The Modern Lovers,
Junior Murvin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
OOIOO,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tears for Fears,
The Names,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ronan,
10cc,
Scrapy,
Half Japanese,
Suicide,
Cybotron,
The Dirtbombs,
Robert Görl,
Depeche Mode,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.