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 Ghana and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Wire to the punk 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and an oboe 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 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Rotary Connection,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Gladiators,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Popol Vuh,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sarah Menescal,
cv313,
Chrome,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
F. McDonald,
EPMD,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fat Boys,
The Birthday Party,
The Index,
Arthur Verocai,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Zero Boys,
Organ,
Roy Ayers,
Kool Moe Dee,
JFA,
Fela Kuti,
The Evens,
Piero Umiliani,
The Selecter,
Joyce Sims,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mission of Burma,
Skriet,
Urselle,
Mark Hollis,
Joe Finger,
Tropical Tobacco,
Zapp,
Monolake,
LL Cool J,
Girls At Our Best!,
Curtis Mayfield,
Blossom Toes,
The Moody Blues,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Lalann,
Minutemen,
Grandmaster Flash,
Second Layer,
The Golliwogs,
Audionom,
The Five Americans,
Soul Sonic Force,
Yaz,
Saccharine Trust,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ornette Coleman,
Boz Scaggs,
Severed Heads,
Hardrive,
The Invisible,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.