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 Gambia and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Magma to the disco 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Girls At Our Best!,
Trumans Water,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soulsonic Force,
Bang On A Can,
Scan 7,
The J.B.'s,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Smoke,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
10cc,
The Modern Lovers,
Sight & Sound,
Derrick May,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Green,
Minny Pops,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Los Fastidios,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Faraquet,
Circle Jerks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brass Construction,
Jeff Lynne,
This Heat,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Piero Umiliani,
Marc Almond,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dennis Brown,
Ash Ra Tempel,
AZ,
Soul II Soul,
Moebius,
Amon Düül,
Theoretical Girls,
Royal Trux,
cv313,
Sun Ra,
Skriet,
The Fugs,
Shuggie Otis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Motorama,
The Blues Magoos,
The Fire Engines,
Newcleus,
Brick,
Suburban Knight,
Sällskapet,
Masters at Work,
Eric B and Rakim,
Maleditus Sound,
Steve Hackett,
The Sonics,
Skarface,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.