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 Albania and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Funkadelic to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Kayak,
Rhythm & Sound,
Al Stewart,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gang Green,
Mandrill,
Underground Resistance,
Sällskapet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Todd Rundgren,
The Techniques,
Kas Product,
B.T. Express,
The Victims,
Agitation Free,
Bob Dylan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Panda Bear,
The Red Krayola,
Rekid,
Marc Almond,
Rapeman,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sister Nancy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Barracudas,
Essential Logic,
Aswad,
The Misunderstood,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bang On A Can,
Black Sheep,
Rod Modell,
Marcia Griffiths,
MDC,
T.S.O.L.,
Suicide,
Wings,
In Retrospect,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sixth Finger,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Human League,
Y Pants,
Ultravox,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Toasters,
Radiohead,
John Cale,
Iggy Pop,
Delon & Dalcan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Piero Umiliani,
Harpers Bizarre,
ABC,
Marmalade,
Cecil Taylor,
The Invisible,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Peter and Kerry,
The Skatalites,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.