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 Romania and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Icehouse to the dance 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Moss Icon,
the Sonics,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Association,
Sugar Minott,
The United States of America,
Rufus Thomas,
Carl Craig,
The Flesh Eaters,
X-101,
James White and The Blacks,
Saccharine Trust,
Darondo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Suburban Knight,
The Remains,
Hardrive,
Circle Jerks,
Zero Boys,
Smog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ten City,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gang Green,
Qualms,
Mars,
Cecil Taylor,
PIL,
Lou Christie,
Sun City Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
Quando Quango,
Yaz,
Television,
Slave,
The Divine Comedy,
Pulsallama,
Masters at Work,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
kango's stein massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marshall Jefferson,
KRS-One,
Monolake,
Rekid,
Laurel Aitken,
Funkadelic,
John Coltrane,
DNA,
Iggy Pop,
Lower 48,
Sällskapet,
Kerri Chandler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Pus,
David McCallum,
The Cowsills,
Girls At Our Best!,
Angry Samoans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.