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 Ukraine and from Bologna.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Young Marble Giants to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Dead Boys,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Duran Duran,
Ralphi Rosario,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Drexciya,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Quando Quango,
La Düsseldorf,
Soft Cell,
Johnny Clarke,
cv313,
Black Flag,
Kenny Larkin,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dennis Brown,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gichy Dan,
Flash Fearless,
David Bowie,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Symarip,
Todd Terry,
The Real Kids,
Pet Shop Boys,
Qualms,
Thompson Twins,
Man Parrish,
JFA,
Susan Cadogan,
The Grass Roots,
The Toasters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eddi Front,
Bauhaus,
The Knickerbockers,
Second Layer,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sight & Sound,
Outsiders,
Vladislav Delay,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Byron Stingily,
Pulsallama,
Pagans,
Inner City,
Don Cherry,
Fela Kuti,
Joyce Sims,
Crime,
Alison Limerick,
Clear Light,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Shoche,
The Raincoats,
Faust,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Black Dice,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.