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 Guinea and from London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 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 Hoover to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
U.S. Maple,
Wolf Eyes,
The Tremeloes,
The Wake,
X-101,
Hoover,
Zapp,
Urselle,
Johnny Clarke,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Procol Harum,
Chris & Cosey,
Stetsasonic,
the Germs,
Khruangbin,
Avey Tare,
Talk Talk,
Skriet,
Tres Demented,
Todd Rundgren,
The Neon Judgement,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Buzzcocks,
Section 25,
John Holt,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Saints,
Tears for Fears,
Iggy Pop,
Stereo Dub,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Oblivians,
Fatback Band,
Massinfluence,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yazoo,
Wasted Youth,
the Slits,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yusef Lateef,
EPMD,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Boz Scaggs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Mummies,
The Moleskins,
The Sonics,
Negative Approach,
Carl Craig,
The Gladiators,
Roger Hodgson,
Sight & Sound,
Basic Channel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Trojans,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.