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 Eritrea and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Dave Gahan to the crunk 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
The Slits,
Sandy B,
Matthew Bourne,
Warren Ellis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Black Pus,
The Moleskins,
Quando Quango,
Wire,
Avey Tare,
Rapeman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Moss Icon,
China Crisis,
Harmonia,
Iggy Pop,
Scientists,
Alice Coltrane,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dark Day,
EPMD,
New Age Steppers,
Television,
Magazine,
Country Teasers,
David McCallum,
Robert Hood,
The Music Machine,
Pylon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fugazi,
Jerry's Kids,
Roger Hodgson,
Bluetip,
Pole,
Y Pants,
The Vogues,
In Retrospect,
Arcadia,
Tubeway Army,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Basic Channel,
Underground Resistance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultravox,
The Zeros,
Section 25,
Q65,
Charles Mingus,
The Techniques,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Con Funk Shun,
Can,
John Holt,
The Fall,
L. Decosne,
Ultra Naté,
Camouflage,
Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics.
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.