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 Guinea and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro 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 Tom Boy to the grime 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Boz Scaggs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Leaves,
Unwound,
Monolake,
Nik Kershaw,
Scion,
DJ Sneak,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Carl Craig,
The Neon Judgement,
The Zeros,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Martian,
Silicon Teens,
Hardrive,
Saccharine Trust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gang Starr,
the Human League,
The Selecter,
The Residents,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Womack,
Minutemen,
Dead Boys,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Gladiators,
Essential Logic,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jawbox,
Jeff Lynne,
Janne Schatter,
Kayak,
John Foxx,
Vainqueur,
Kevin Saunderson,
Guru Guru,
L. Decosne,
Bad Manners,
Yaz,
Josef K,
Connie Case,
Gastr Del Sol,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Derrick Morgan,
Pierre Henry,
The Real Kids,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The J.B.'s,
Section 25,
Ronan,
Zero Boys,
Duran Duran,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Modern Lovers,
Aswad,
Delon & Dalcan,
Goldenarms,
Bauhaus,
Judy Mowatt,
Talk Talk,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.