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 Switzerland and from Shanghai.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the funk 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Flash Fearless,
The Cramps,
Marvin Gaye,
Patti Smith,
Scrapy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Move,
Skaos,
La Düsseldorf,
Blancmange,
Matthew Halsall,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Happenings,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Doors,
Make Up,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cheater Slicks,
Grauzone,
Mantronix,
the Slits,
Gang Green,
the Association,
Nirvana,
Ken Boothe,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lee Hazlewood,
Schoolly D,
Bluetip,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roy Ayers,
Magma,
Masters at Work,
Thee Headcoats,
Frankie Knuckles,
Harpers Bizarre,
R.M.O.,
The Pretty Things,
Camberwell Now,
Lungfish,
Janne Schatter,
The Gories,
Can,
Pantytec,
Yaz,
Funky Four + One,
Mission of Burma,
Panda Bear,
Minor Threat,
UT,
Joe Finger,
Henry Cow,
Michelle Simonal,
The Evens,
FM Einheit,
Rekid,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.