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 Tonga and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 World's Most to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Accadde A,
Rufus Thomas,
The Moody Blues,
Goldenarms,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Move,
Radio Birdman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Infiniti,
Todd Rundgren,
The Happenings,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Tremeloes,
Model 500,
Q and Not U,
Kenny Larkin,
Ken Boothe,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Cowsills,
Arab on Radar,
The Stooges,
Marine Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gap Band,
a-ha,
Sugar Minott,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Monolake,
Sarah Menescal,
Bill Wells,
Liliput,
Metal Thangz,
Shuggie Otis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Chrome,
Country Teasers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tropical Tobacco,
Groovy Waters,
Sandy B,
Crime,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tomorrow,
Wally Richardson,
Circle Jerks,
CMW,
Fela Kuti,
Roy Ayers,
Isaac Hayes,
Neil Young,
Bush Tetras,
Derrick Morgan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Vladislav Delay,
Ten City,
Nirvana,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Monks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sällskapet,
La Düsseldorf,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.