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 Greece and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Brick to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Essential Logic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ash Ra Tempel,
One Last Wish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Royal Trux,
Zapp,
LL Cool J,
Rites of Spring,
The Music Machine,
Easy Going,
Los Fastidios,
Wally Richardson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lyres,
Todd Rundgren,
Siglo XX,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Womack,
Wire,
Intrusion,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Albert Ayler,
Oblivians,
The Moleskins,
Mad Mike,
Hasil Adkins,
Joyce Sims,
Man Parrish,
the Normal,
Neil Young,
David Axelrod,
Main Source,
Althea and Donna,
Skarface,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Panda Bear,
Fat Boys,
Rakim,
Magma,
DJ Style,
Reuben Wilson,
Popol Vuh,
Bill Wells,
Ice-T,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Yazoo,
Crash Course in Science,
Youth Brigade,
the Sonics,
Excepter,
Marc Almond,
The Techniques,
Leonard Cohen,
Radio Birdman,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jandek,
Yusef Lateef,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.