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 Suriname and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 John Foxx to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
The Human League,
Reagan Youth,
Goldenarms,
Gang Starr,
Lungfish,
Anthony Braxton,
The New Christs,
The Fuzztones,
Oneida,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Robert Görl,
Au Pairs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scan 7,
Deepchord,
Soft Machine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Darondo,
Max Romeo,
David McCallum,
Duran Duran,
Peter & Gordon,
Shoche,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cal Tjader,
Rhythm & Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Unrelated Segments,
Ossler,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sam Rivers,
Sugar Minott,
The J.B.'s,
Circle Jerks,
the Bar-Kays,
The Monochrome Set,
Niagra,
Isaac Hayes,
Magma,
New Order,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marmalade,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hoover,
Intrusion,
The Skatalites,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Warsaw,
Aaron Thompson,
Heaven 17,
Harpers Bizarre,
PIL,
Al Stewart,
Sixth Finger,
LL Cool J,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Alison Limerick,
Subhumans,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.