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 United Kingdom and from Edmonton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Babytalk to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Leonard Cohen,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Newcleus,
Jandek,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Arthur Verocai,
Gang Gang Dance,
Yaz,
Flash Fearless,
Tim Buckley,
Sugar Minott,
Girls At Our Best!,
Charles Mingus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sixth Finger,
Yazoo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Royal Trux,
Alice Coltrane,
New Order,
Patti Smith,
Infiniti,
Man Parrish,
Joensuu 1685,
The Slackers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Normal,
LL Cool J,
Grauzone,
The Sonics,
John Lydon,
CMW,
Soul II Soul,
Archie Shepp,
JFA,
Yellowson,
Connie Case,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Deadbeat,
Guru Guru,
Goldenarms,
Faust,
Audionom,
Desert Stars,
The Golliwogs,
Vainqueur,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fela Kuti,
FM Einheit,
KRS-One,
The Neon Judgement,
Roxy Music,
Kenny Larkin,
Whodini,
Freddie Wadling,
Brand Nubian,
The Standells,
Aloha Tigers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.