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 Liechtenstein and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Donald Fagen 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 Basic Channel to the grime 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 The Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Kas Product,
Mary Jane Girls,
Drexciya,
Can,
Panda Bear,
the Soft Cell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Stiv Bators,
Oneida,
Smog,
Bootsy Collins,
Aaron Thompson,
Eden Ahbez,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Angry Samoans,
Bronski Beat,
LL Cool J,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brothers Johnson,
Surgeon,
Iggy Pop,
Mad Mike,
Black Moon,
Dead Boys,
Little Man,
Essential Logic,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Spoonie Gee,
Tubeway Army,
Godley & Creme,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Selecter,
Babytalk,
Simply Red,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rakim,
Tom Boy,
Barbara Tucker,
Ice-T,
Ponytail,
Gregory Isaacs,
Soul II Soul,
The Dirtbombs,
The J.B.'s,
Anthony Braxton,
Icehouse,
Clear Light,
The Remains,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tomorrow,
Skarface,
John Lydon,
Model 500,
Crispian St. Peters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marine Girls,
Rekid,
Pierre Henry,
Grandmaster Flash,
Average White Band,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.