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 Albania and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Simply Red,
The Music Machine,
New Order,
The Residents,
Black Flag,
Grey Daturas,
Erykah Badu,
U.S. Maple,
Brothers Johnson,
Cluster,
Flash Fearless,
Grauzone,
Minny Pops,
Kerrie Biddell,
Spandau Ballet,
Oblivians,
Piero Umiliani,
Susan Cadogan,
cv313,
Skaos,
Joe Finger,
Sixth Finger,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eden Ahbez,
Loose Ends,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fear,
Josef K,
Gabor Szabo,
World's Most,
X-Ray Spex,
Clear Light,
Black Moon,
Model 500,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Todd Terry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Cure,
Henry Cow,
Avey Tare,
Crime,
David McCallum,
Rotary Connection,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Animal Collective,
Jacob Miller,
Sandy B,
The Dirtbombs,
The New Christs,
Nik Kershaw,
Severed Heads,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dark Day,
The Cramps,
The Walker Brothers,
Lindisfarne,
Los Fastidios,
Ornette Coleman,
Letta Mbulu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.