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 Canada and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare 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 Althea and Donna to the techno 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba 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 linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
The Velvet Underground,
Deakin,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Motorama,
Amon Düül,
Hasil Adkins,
The Blackbyrds,
The Techniques,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brothers Johnson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Main Source,
Dorothy Ashby,
PIL,
Bob Dylan,
Oneida,
Excepter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Supertramp,
The Doobie Brothers,
Loose Ends,
Livin' Joy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
X-101,
The Fugs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
New Order,
Silicon Teens,
The Human League,
Frankie Knuckles,
Max Romeo,
Fatback Band,
Junior Murvin,
The Fire Engines,
the Normal,
Khruangbin,
Bill Wells,
The Victims,
Minnie Riperton,
Sun City Girls,
Bronski Beat,
Minor Threat,
kango's stein massive,
Radiopuhelimet,
Avey Tare,
Banda Bassotti,
The Zeros,
Bush Tetras,
LL Cool J,
Prince Buster,
Brick,
Mark Hollis,
The Dead C,
Sällskapet,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scion,
Lungfish,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Arcadia,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.