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 San Marino and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Accadde A to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Thompson Twins,
Junior Murvin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Main Source,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Motions,
Talk Talk,
John Holt,
10cc,
Hardrive,
Gastr Del Sol,
Soft Cell,
June Days,
Aaron Thompson,
Buzzcocks,
Television,
The Knickerbockers,
Wings,
Fluxion,
Warsaw,
Todd Terry,
B.T. Express,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pagans,
This Heat,
F. McDonald,
the Human League,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Electric Prunes,
Alton Ellis,
Bauhaus,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ornette Coleman,
Underground Resistance,
Negative Approach,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Real Kids,
The Buckinghams,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
New Age Steppers,
DJ Style,
Lakeside,
Guru Guru,
Gabor Szabo,
The Golliwogs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mojo Men,
The Young Rascals,
Goldenarms,
Severed Heads,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aloha Tigers,
Kenny Larkin,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.