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 Tajikistan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lyon.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Audionom to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Rakim,
Maurizio,
Harmonia,
David Axelrod,
Bootsy Collins,
EPMD,
Shoche,
LL Cool J,
Hardrive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Al Stewart,
DNA,
Boz Scaggs,
Albert Ayler,
Pole,
Scan 7,
Mantronix,
Pagans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Star Department,
Youth Brigade,
New York Dolls,
Donny Hathaway,
Chrome,
Swell Maps,
Procol Harum,
Blancmange,
The Martian,
Duran Duran,
Stiv Bators,
The Red Krayola,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Deepchord,
Brand Nubian,
Wally Richardson,
Roxy Music,
Eli Mardock,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric B and Rakim,
Excepter,
Wolf Eyes,
Von Mondo,
Camberwell Now,
The Residents,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aloha Tigers,
R.M.O.,
Joe Finger,
Juan Atkins,
KRS-One,
The New Christs,
Unwound,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sister Nancy,
Aswad,
Television Personalities,
X-101,
Neu!,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.