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 Estonia and from Cairo.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skatalites 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Fela Kuti,
Au Pairs,
Michelle Simonal,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lucky Dragons,
Godley & Creme,
Minny Pops,
Tres Demented,
Surgeon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barry Ungar,
The Golliwogs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Organ,
Mars,
ABC,
the Fania All-Stars,
Derrick May,
Half Japanese,
The Remains,
John Foxx,
JFA,
Maurizio,
Heaven 17,
The Stooges,
Yazoo,
Trumans Water,
Sandy B,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
One Last Wish,
Can,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Vogues,
The Human League,
The Slits,
Eurythmics,
Unwound,
Leonard Cohen,
The Durutti Column,
The Move,
Quadrant,
Franke,
Toni Rubio,
Laurel Aitken,
KRS-One,
Cecil Taylor,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sight & Sound,
The Evens,
the Soft Cell,
Colin Newman,
The Saints,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sam Rivers,
Mr. Review,
Livin' Joy,
Lungfish,
Kas Product,
The Associates,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.