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 Solomon Islands and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba 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 Bizarre Inc. 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Bad Manners,
One Last Wish,
Archie Shepp,
Y Pants,
The Five Americans,
Sight & Sound,
Susan Cadogan,
Scion,
Second Layer,
EPMD,
The Victims,
Tom Boy,
Freddie Wadling,
Vladislav Delay,
The Detroit Cobras,
Main Source,
Franke,
Circle Jerks,
Bush Tetras,
The Raincoats,
Intrusion,
PIL,
Minutemen,
Marine Girls,
The Dead C,
Stockholm Monsters,
Funky Four + One,
Royal Trux,
Negative Approach,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Womack,
Grandmaster Flash,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joe Finger,
Johnny Osbourne,
Man Eating Sloth,
Shoche,
Aloha Tigers,
FM Einheit,
Lalann,
Pussy Galore,
China Crisis,
Unrelated Segments,
Moss Icon,
Bob Dylan,
The Moody Blues,
New Order,
The Doobie Brothers,
OOIOO,
CMW,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soulsonic Force,
Jimmy McGriff,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rosa Yemen,
Con Funk Shun,
Wings,
Television Personalities,
Groovy Waters,
Shuggie Otis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.