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 Korea North and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ossler to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Bananas,
Bush Tetras,
Mad Mike,
Audionom,
Tomorrow,
Carl Craig,
Monks,
T.S.O.L.,
Liliput,
F. McDonald,
Alton Ellis,
Little Man,
The Trojans,
Mo-Dettes,
Gichy Dan,
Dead Boys,
The Fuzztones,
Cameo,
Vladislav Delay,
Black Flag,
Aural Exciters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sandy B,
Youth Brigade,
Cybotron,
Rufus Thomas,
Niagra,
Graham Central Station,
Jeff Mills,
the Sonics,
10cc,
Sun Ra,
Funkadelic,
Half Japanese,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
John Lydon,
Matthew Bourne,
Loose Ends,
The Last Poets,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Bar-Kays,
Groovy Waters,
Panda Bear,
Nas,
Harpers Bizarre,
Spandau Ballet,
The Index,
The Shadows of Knight,
Adolescents,
Zero Boys,
Bang On A Can,
The Electric Prunes,
Soulsonic Force,
Slave,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Brick,
Television Personalities,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
DJ Style,
K-Klass,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.