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 Thailand and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the funk 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric Dolphy,
Ohio Players,
Johnny Clarke,
Reuben Wilson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
D'Angelo,
Lakeside,
New Age Steppers,
The Doors,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Bananas,
Grey Daturas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sonny Sharrock,
Audionom,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Divine Comedy,
Pierre Henry,
Sister Nancy,
Eli Mardock,
Theoretical Girls,
Agent Orange,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nils Olav,
Visage,
Buzzcocks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Slits,
Marc Almond,
Nirvana,
a-ha,
Andrew Hill,
Television Personalities,
Laurel Aitken,
Sam Rivers,
Country Teasers,
Arthur Verocai,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Whodini,
Dorothy Ashby,
Absolute Body Control,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cymande,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jerry's Kids,
The Mummies,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bad Manners,
The Stooges,
Japan,
DNA,
Chris & Cosey,
Steve Hackett,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.