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 Bahrain and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Saccharine Trust to the rock 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
FM Einheit,
Porter Ricks,
Althea and Donna,
Ludus,
Cybotron,
The Fall,
Urselle,
Minny Pops,
Nico,
The Vogues,
Tommy Roe,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
CMW,
Alton Ellis,
Tres Demented,
Country Teasers,
Talk Talk,
The Neon Judgement,
The Shadows of Knight,
Derrick Morgan,
Michelle Simonal,
John Holt,
Technova,
Radiohead,
Bauhaus,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Real Kids,
Ronnie Foster,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
X-102,
Index,
Idris Muhammad,
Slave,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ice-T,
The Mojo Men,
Sparks,
Rakim,
The Gap Band,
Qualms,
Todd Terry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Whodini,
Gil Scott Heron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
David Axelrod,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Pretty Things,
Adolescents,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kenny Larkin,
Groovy Waters,
Wasted Youth,
Dawn Penn,
Kerri Chandler,
Lou Reed,
DJ Sneak,
The Motions,
AZ,
Lindisfarne,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.