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 Egypt and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator 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 Section 25 to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Rapeman,
Warren Ellis,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ludus,
Gabor Szabo,
The J.B.'s,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Blancmange,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sixth Finger,
Thee Headcoats,
Newcleus,
Pole,
The Beau Brummels,
The Leaves,
Reagan Youth,
The Monochrome Set,
Swans,
OOIOO,
Letta Mbulu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Country Teasers,
Model 500,
Eric B and Rakim,
Porter Ricks,
Howard Jones,
ABBA,
Pantaleimon,
The Stooges,
Glenn Branca,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Wire,
John Lydon,
D'Angelo,
Marc Almond,
Funky Four + One,
Monolake,
Underground Resistance,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Oblivians,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bob Dylan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jawbox,
Kenny Larkin,
10cc,
Sun Ra,
Pylon,
The Residents,
Flash Fearless,
The Pretty Things,
The Fortunes,
Shuggie Otis,
Marine Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.