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 Cameroon and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Black Dice to the grime 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Radiohead,
Second Layer,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Vladislav Delay,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nik Kershaw,
Man Parrish,
The Fire Engines,
Aural Exciters,
La Düsseldorf,
Ronnie Foster,
Chris Corsano,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dark Day,
The Dirtbombs,
Ponytail,
Eurythmics,
Main Source,
Ossler,
Deepchord,
UT,
Lou Reed,
Young Marble Giants,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bobby Byrd,
Sight & Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Minny Pops,
Johnny Clarke,
Barry Ungar,
Crooked Eye,
Subhumans,
Quadrant,
Tubeway Army,
Maleditus Sound,
Moby Grape,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Moody Blues,
the Human League,
E-Dancer,
Deadbeat,
The Saints,
Big Daddy Kane,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
T.S.O.L.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Maurizio,
Au Pairs,
The Divine Comedy,
Ultra Naté,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Amon Düül,
Sarah Menescal,
Lakeside,
The Skatalites,
Public Enemy,
R.M.O.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.