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 India and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer 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 Barbara Tucker to the grime 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Erykah Badu,
A Certain Ratio,
Mo-Dettes,
Ossler,
The Knickerbockers,
Magma,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Symarip,
Franke,
Pylon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Swell Maps,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sex Pistols,
Warren Ellis,
Guru Guru,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ponytail,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moby Grape,
The Moleskins,
The Mojo Men,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Fuzztones,
Unrelated Segments,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
K-Klass,
a-ha,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Von Mondo,
Godley & Creme,
The Golliwogs,
Icehouse,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Infiniti,
the Normal,
The Durutti Column,
Television Personalities,
The Divine Comedy,
Dawn Penn,
Cheater Slicks,
Loose Ends,
Jeff Mills,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
This Heat,
Soul Sonic Force,
Skriet,
Jeff Lynne,
Marvin Gaye,
Pantytec,
Moss Icon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hasil Adkins,
Joey Negro,
The Last Poets,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hardrive,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.