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 Nauru and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 marimba 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 Joensuu 1685 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
John Foxx,
Pussy Galore,
cv313,
The Evens,
Adolescents,
Metal Thangz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Sound,
Radio Birdman,
Barrington Levy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Faust,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultra Naté,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The New Christs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Lydon,
KRS-One,
The Residents,
Cheater Slicks,
Cecil Taylor,
Newcleus,
Harpers Bizarre,
Minny Pops,
Black Flag,
The Sisters of Mercy,
David McCallum,
Anthony Braxton,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Sonics,
Tears for Fears,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Invisible,
Eric Dolphy,
Ituana,
Siglo XX,
Minnie Riperton,
Alton Ellis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Idris Muhammad,
the Germs,
Camberwell Now,
Nas,
Scratch Acid,
a-ha,
Susan Cadogan,
Fear,
Glenn Branca,
Masters at Work,
Rekid,
CMW,
Toni Rubio,
The Trojans,
Scientists,
The Dead C,
Pulsallama,
Grauzone,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.