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 Israel and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare 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 Angels of Light to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Lalann,
The Tremeloes,
the Human League,
Chris & Cosey,
Barrington Levy,
Los Fastidios,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sound Behaviour,
Alison Limerick,
Massinfluence,
Make Up,
Sixth Finger,
Suburban Knight,
Fela Kuti,
The Gap Band,
The Dead C,
Talk Talk,
Radiopuhelimet,
Avey Tare,
The Golliwogs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Country Teasers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Morten Harket,
The Martian,
The Cramps,
Panda Bear,
Ronan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
Swell Maps,
Dennis Brown,
Sight & Sound,
Boredoms,
The Beau Brummels,
Howard Jones,
Supertramp,
Eli Mardock,
Moebius,
Tom Boy,
The New Christs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Monolake,
Sandy B,
La Düsseldorf,
Section 25,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Freddie Wadling,
Arthur Verocai,
Ossler,
Magma,
Spoonie Gee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
LL Cool J,
Con Funk Shun,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.