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 Ireland and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Bootsy Collins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Reuben Wilson,
Flash Fearless,
Trumans Water,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brass Construction,
Talk Talk,
Suicide,
Skarface,
Lebanon Hanover,
Niagra,
Thee Headcoats,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Danielle Patucci,
Scientists,
Cal Tjader,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mo-Dettes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Funkadelic,
The Neon Judgement,
Yaz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ken Boothe,
Kevin Saunderson,
Banda Bassotti,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fortunes,
Q and Not U,
Alphaville,
Derrick Morgan,
Silicon Teens,
Skriet,
The Cure,
The Sonics,
Glambeats Corp.,
X-101,
Q65,
Hardrive,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Theoretical Girls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marmalade,
Max Romeo,
Essential Logic,
Roy Ayers,
the Soft Cell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
U.S. Maple,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Model 500,
The Tremeloes,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.