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 Micronesia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
David McCallum,
The Blackbyrds,
Fear,
Wings,
the Normal,
Scion,
Frankie Knuckles,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Blake Baxter,
Malaria!,
Kool Moe Dee,
Groovy Waters,
X-Ray Spex,
Oblivians,
The Gap Band,
Tommy Roe,
One Last Wish,
Slick Rick,
The Raincoats,
Lou Christie,
Heaven 17,
K-Klass,
Siglo XX,
The Dirtbombs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lalann,
Bob Dylan,
Alice Coltrane,
DNA,
David Bowie,
Model 500,
Dave Gahan,
Banda Bassotti,
Ice-T,
Aloha Tigers,
Tubeway Army,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ten City,
Sam Rivers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scrapy,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Skatalites,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Victims,
Kerrie Biddell,
Donald Byrd,
ABC,
cv313,
Quantec,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bush Tetras,
China Crisis,
Lucky Dragons,
Bluetip,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.