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 Marshall Islands and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gong to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
a-ha,
Gabor Szabo,
Sun Ra,
Unrelated Segments,
Warren Ellis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jeru the Damaja,
K-Klass,
Ultimate Spinach,
Babytalk,
Crooked Eye,
Symarip,
The Count Five,
Robert Görl,
Cameo,
Crime,
Ohio Players,
Lyres,
Grey Daturas,
Das Ding,
Leonard Cohen,
PIL,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rosa Yemen,
Bobby Sherman,
Ice-T,
Black Flag,
Flash Fearless,
Dead Boys,
New Age Steppers,
Althea and Donna,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nirvana,
Panda Bear,
Yazoo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Fuzztones,
Gong,
Fat Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
EPMD,
Robert Hood,
Jacques Brel,
Scientists,
Anakelly,
The Smiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Hardrive,
Sister Nancy,
Warsaw,
Main Source,
Zero Boys,
Khruangbin,
Darondo,
Dave Gahan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Juan Atkins,
Technova,
Kerrie Biddell,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.