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 Burkina and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Hong Kong.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Amazonics to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
The Dave Clark Five,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cal Tjader,
Soulsonic Force,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Minutemen,
Isaac Hayes,
The Golliwogs,
Jeff Lynne,
Erasure,
Judy Mowatt,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Connie Case,
Brothers Johnson,
Charles Mingus,
Scratch Acid,
T.S.O.L.,
Moebius,
Alice Coltrane,
Ohio Players,
Popol Vuh,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nils Olav,
Skaos,
Cecil Taylor,
The Saints,
Prince Buster,
The Fortunes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Model 500,
These Immortal Souls,
Yellowson,
The Stooges,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Peter and Kerry,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Womack,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Reed,
Warsaw,
Sun City Girls,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kaleidoscope,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Martian,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kerrie Biddell,
Delta 5,
Barclay James Harvest,
Monks,
Q and Not U,
The Fall,
Arcadia,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.