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 Costa Rica and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 B.T. Express to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Grey Daturas,
Robert Wyatt,
Patti Smith,
Radiopuhelimet,
Masters at Work,
Juan Atkins,
8 Eyed Spy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sarah Menescal,
kango's stein massive,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Wally Richardson,
John Holt,
Slave,
K-Klass,
Darondo,
Robert Görl,
Marcia Griffiths,
Talk Talk,
Gang Gang Dance,
Godley & Creme,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bush Tetras,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rapeman,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Red Krayola,
Maleditus Sound,
Model 500,
The Index,
Intrusion,
D'Angelo,
Robert Hood,
Scientists,
Reuben Wilson,
Urselle,
Aloha Tigers,
Pierre Henry,
Subhumans,
Mad Mike,
Marshall Jefferson,
Surgeon,
The Beau Brummels,
Chris Corsano,
The Neon Judgement,
LL Cool J,
Severed Heads,
Ice-T,
Connie Case,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
James White and The Blacks,
Von Mondo,
Sparks,
The Monochrome Set,
Graham Central Station,
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.