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 Barbados and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 jazz 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Liliput,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Khruangbin,
The Fire Engines,
D'Angelo,
Heaven 17,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dennis Brown,
The Count Five,
Parry Music,
Fear,
Rod Modell,
Black Pus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mo-Dettes,
the Bar-Kays,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Maleditus Sound,
Con Funk Shun,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lower 48,
Tres Demented,
Funkadelic,
Nik Kershaw,
Soul II Soul,
Technova,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Fortunes,
Alphaville,
Scan 7,
Animal Collective,
Scientists,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lou Reed,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang of Four,
The Barracudas,
Franke,
The Alarm Clocks,
Radio Birdman,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rotary Connection,
Y Pants,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
In Retrospect,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gong,
Yazoo,
Sun Ra,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
X-101,
The Dave Clark Five,
a-ha,
The Gladiators,
OOIOO,
New Order,
Radiohead,
Circle Jerks,
Blake Baxter,
Man Parrish,
The Knickerbockers,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.