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 Vanuatu and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Aural Exciters to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Dave Gahan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Andrew Hill,
Excepter,
The Divine Comedy,
Von Mondo,
The Seeds,
Isaac Hayes,
Maleditus Sound,
The Flesh Eaters,
Franke,
Moebius,
K-Klass,
Ultimate Spinach,
X-101,
Matthew Halsall,
Q65,
Robert Wyatt,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
New York Dolls,
Carl Craig,
Urselle,
Nils Olav,
Fear,
Slick Rick,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sonic Youth,
World's Most,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Unrelated Segments,
Sixth Finger,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Donny Hathaway,
Television,
Black Sheep,
Cameo,
Rapeman,
Country Teasers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dawn Penn,
Altered Images,
Heaven 17,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Supertramp,
Essential Logic,
Amon Düül,
Black Flag,
Dark Day,
Oneida,
Michelle Simonal,
Fluxion,
Harry Pussy,
Laurel Aitken,
Quando Quango,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Skriet,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Coltrane,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.