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 Sri Lanka and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Sonic Youth to the dance 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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Max Romeo,
Babytalk,
Au Pairs,
Clear Light,
New Order,
Index,
Bizarre Inc.,
World's Most,
Television Personalities,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
MC5,
Fat Boys,
Procol Harum,
Bauhaus,
Altered Images,
The Tremeloes,
the Human League,
Freddie Wadling,
Mandrill,
Michelle Simonal,
Half Japanese,
Technova,
Ronan,
Grey Daturas,
X-101,
Skriet,
Drexciya,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
B.T. Express,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Fuzztones,
The Fall,
Gerry Rafferty,
The J.B.'s,
Eddi Front,
The Doobie Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hashim,
Monolake,
KRS-One,
Ituana,
Tubeway Army,
Radio Birdman,
Lou Reed,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
10cc,
Juan Atkins,
The Pop Group,
a-ha,
The Happenings,
The Vogues,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pole,
Lebanon Hanover,
Faust,
Jacob Miller,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.