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 Suriname and from Tehran.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron 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 Clear Light to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
JFA,
Ten City,
The Searchers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marmalade,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fortunes,
Magazine,
Junior Murvin,
F. McDonald,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dual Sessions,
Angry Samoans,
X-102,
Joensuu 1685,
Lyres,
L. Decosne,
Anthony Braxton,
Delta 5,
The J.B.'s,
China Crisis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Janne Schatter,
The Black Dice,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mad Mike,
Sexual Harrassment,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jacques Brel,
Darondo,
Banda Bassotti,
Siglo XX,
Ludus,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joe Finger,
Roxy Music,
Talk Talk,
Gang Green,
Don Cherry,
the Slits,
Supertramp,
Joyce Sims,
The Monochrome Set,
Eve St. Jones,
Nick Fraelich,
The Doors,
Tears for Fears,
The Skatalites,
Alison Limerick,
The Misunderstood,
Letta Mbulu,
the Association,
Half Japanese,
Interpol,
Rekid,
Arcadia,
Lakeside,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.