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 Monaco and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rhythm & Sound to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Robert Hood,
The Mummies,
Newcleus,
The Red Krayola,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lindisfarne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
La Düsseldorf,
Drexciya,
The Neon Judgement,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Christie,
Urselle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cybotron,
Aural Exciters,
Cheater Slicks,
Gabor Szabo,
Soul II Soul,
Bauhaus,
The Sonics,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Essential Logic,
Basic Channel,
Spandau Ballet,
Maleditus Sound,
Todd Rundgren,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Golliwogs,
The Velvet Underground,
Ponytail,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soulsonic Force,
Bang On A Can,
The Saints,
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Lydon,
Mission of Burma,
In Retrospect,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Sherman,
Sonic Youth,
Model 500,
Country Teasers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Doors,
Kayak,
Vainqueur,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Martian,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tim Buckley,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Von Mondo,
MDC,
Jerry's Kids,
Lucky Dragons,
Malaria!,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.