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 Tanzania and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Donny Hathaway to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Young Marble Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thee Headcoats,
Eurythmics,
Gang Starr,
The Gap Band,
Yazoo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Electric Prunes,
Camouflage,
Pussy Galore,
Neil Young,
The Birthday Party,
Rekid,
Susan Cadogan,
Accadde A,
Bobby Byrd,
Television Personalities,
Echospace,
Jeff Mills,
Joey Negro,
Robert Hood,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Michelle Simonal,
LL Cool J,
Fat Boys,
Mission of Burma,
Alison Limerick,
Underground Resistance,
Sarah Menescal,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ohio Players,
Slave,
Joy Division,
Anakelly,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Shadows of Knight,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Bananas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gichy Dan,
The Invisible,
Von Mondo,
Radiohead,
June Days,
X-101,
Alice Coltrane,
Matthew Halsall,
Arthur Verocai,
Anthony Braxton,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Todd Rundgren,
Dual Sessions,
Aloha Tigers,
Moby Grape,
Depeche Mode,
The Mojo Men,
Gil Scott Heron,
Brick,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Glenn Branca,
John Holt,
Roxette,
Basic Channel,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.