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 Vietnam and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scion to the rock 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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Franke,
Amon Düül II,
Shoche,
DNA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delta 5,
Soul Sonic Force,
Siglo XX,
Tim Buckley,
June Days,
Pylon,
Scrapy,
H. Thieme,
Y Pants,
Blancmange,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cure,
Royal Trux,
Althea and Donna,
David Bowie,
the Bar-Kays,
Motorama,
JFA,
Cybotron,
DJ Sneak,
Japan,
The Angels of Light,
Dual Sessions,
Alton Ellis,
Index,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Procol Harum,
Scion,
Little Man,
David Axelrod,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sonics,
Faraquet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alphaville,
Sixth Finger,
Yaz,
Connie Case,
Camouflage,
Lower 48,
Basic Channel,
Liliput,
Max Romeo,
Spoonie Gee,
Talk Talk,
The Golliwogs,
Flash Fearless,
The Victims,
a-ha,
Kayak,
Radiohead,
Reagan Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Wake,
Animal Collective,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.