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 Marshall Islands and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Electric Prunes to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
The Divine Comedy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Talk Talk,
Roger Hodgson,
Quantec,
The Last Poets,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Happenings,
Quando Quango,
the Human League,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mandrill,
Idris Muhammad,
Lebanon Hanover,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Barbara Tucker,
Ossler,
Lyres,
Tim Buckley,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sandy B,
Hot Snakes,
Gong,
Gichy Dan,
Minny Pops,
Alton Ellis,
UT,
Marcia Griffiths,
kango's stein massive,
Charles Mingus,
Interpol,
The New Christs,
Marc Almond,
Darondo,
Zapp,
Cameo,
Con Funk Shun,
Chrome,
Lindisfarne,
The Mojo Men,
Nas,
Loose Ends,
Al Stewart,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Michelle Simonal,
Pet Shop Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Cowsills,
La Düsseldorf,
Grauzone,
The Remains,
Ornette Coleman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.