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 Mauritius and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin 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 Gang of Four to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Barracudas,
Moby Grape,
The Doors,
Matthew Halsall,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DJ Sneak,
Sex Pistols,
CMW,
The Moleskins,
Magazine,
Alison Limerick,
Traffic Nightmare,
Deakin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Derrick May,
Pierre Henry,
Agitation Free,
June Days,
The Human League,
The Gap Band,
The Busters,
The Five Americans,
Josef K,
Rufus Thomas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Massinfluence,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
Pantaleimon,
Pussy Galore,
Big Daddy Kane,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Whodini,
Scrapy,
Fluxion,
Magma,
Minnie Riperton,
The Invisible,
Fear,
Cluster,
Y Pants,
Neil Young,
Amon Düül,
Skaos,
Desert Stars,
Hot Snakes,
Aswad,
Anakelly,
Rotary Connection,
Letta Mbulu,
Marmalade,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Bananas,
the Normal,
The Residents,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Surgeon,
Gong,
Funky Four + One,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.