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 Sri Lanka and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Skaos to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Unrelated Segments,
Moebius,
Sixth Finger,
Kayak,
Audionom,
Aloha Tigers,
Talk Talk,
Soft Machine,
Shoche,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lakeside,
Young Marble Giants,
Hashim,
Sonny Sharrock,
Roger Hodgson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Surgeon,
Rotary Connection,
The Dave Clark Five,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jacob Miller,
The Neon Judgement,
Eden Ahbez,
Eric Copeland,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Alarm Clocks,
Japan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sun City Girls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Roxette,
The Cramps,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
KRS-One,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Archie Shepp,
Isaac Hayes,
John Holt,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Adolescents,
Slave,
Joy Division,
The J.B.'s,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eddi Front,
The Techniques,
Motorama,
Ice-T,
Robert Hood,
Byron Stingily,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fluxion,
Soulsonic Force,
The Pop Group,
T. Rex,
Marcia Griffiths,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.