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 South Africa and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soft Machine,
The Durutti Column,
Q and Not U,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tom Boy,
Kas Product,
Cameo,
Inner City,
Lindisfarne,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roy Ayers,
Blancmange,
Fad Gadget,
Scientists,
Bluetip,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scott Walker,
Gang Green,
Idris Muhammad,
Easy Going,
Glenn Branca,
The Evens,
Groovy Waters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soulsonic Force,
Wire,
Hashim,
Fela Kuti,
Suburban Knight,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Freddie Wadling,
Nas,
Marc Almond,
Eric Copeland,
kango's stein massive,
The Modern Lovers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Aloha Tigers,
Absolute Body Control,
Jeff Lynne,
CMW,
Man Parrish,
Dark Day,
The Moleskins,
Cheater Slicks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pere Ubu,
Bad Manners,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Coltrane,
Porter Ricks,
Kurtis Blow,
Tres Demented,
Lungfish,
Donny Hathaway,
The Misunderstood,
Joey Negro,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.