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 Malta and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Quadrant to the techno 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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
The Slits,
Liliput,
Sarah Menescal,
MC5,
H. Thieme,
Girls At Our Best!,
Japan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wolf Eyes,
Saccharine Trust,
Quando Quango,
Television,
The Cure,
Barrington Levy,
Danielle Patucci,
Gregory Isaacs,
Organ,
Sex Pistols,
John Lydon,
Robert Hood,
The Monochrome Set,
Neu!,
The Knickerbockers,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Anakelly,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Anthony Braxton,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Oneida,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sun City Girls,
New Order,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Crime,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delta 5,
Rufus Thomas,
Deadbeat,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cameo,
Fluxion,
Godley & Creme,
Black Moon,
Sight & Sound,
Section 25,
Ten City,
Surgeon,
Fat Boys,
Camberwell Now,
kango's stein massive,
Von Mondo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Roxette,
Skriet,
The Golliwogs,
Rakim,
Alton Ellis,
Nik Kershaw,
Aswad,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.