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 Mozambique and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Neu! to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Unrelated Segments,
Godley & Creme,
Royal Trux,
Lucky Dragons,
48th St. Collective,
The Associates,
Howard Jones,
Johnny Clarke,
Tres Demented,
Lou Christie,
The Five Americans,
The American Breed,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Stooges,
Swell Maps,
Fugazi,
Rekid,
Fear,
Harry Pussy,
The Count Five,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
New York Dolls,
Deakin,
John Holt,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gang Gang Dance,
Thompson Twins,
Minutemen,
The Gun Club,
Harpers Bizarre,
Interpol,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Human League,
Patti Smith,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Stereo Dub,
Stetsasonic,
Traffic Nightmare,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Music Machine,
The Golliwogs,
The Evens,
The Monochrome Set,
Ludus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Porter Ricks,
Altered Images,
Tom Boy,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Martian,
Radiohead,
Throbbing Gristle,
Fluxion,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lungfish,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Normal,
Panda Bear,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.