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 Peru and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Index to the rock 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Hot Snakes,
R.M.O.,
Trumans Water,
Drexciya,
The Modern Lovers,
The Zeros,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cal Tjader,
X-Ray Spex,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pantaleimon,
Fela Kuti,
Gil Scott Heron,
China Crisis,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Leaves,
Wally Richardson,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Neon Judgement,
The Young Rascals,
Underground Resistance,
Funky Four + One,
Au Pairs,
Fat Boys,
Massinfluence,
Joensuu 1685,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gang Gang Dance,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gap Band,
Maurizio,
Grandmaster Flash,
Second Layer,
The Tremeloes,
Little Man,
Icehouse,
Hashim,
JFA,
Quadrant,
Aloha Tigers,
Altered Images,
Country Teasers,
The Monochrome Set,
Roger Hodgson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jesper Dahlback,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Clarke,
Electric Prunes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ludus,
Sister Nancy,
Half Japanese,
Anthony Braxton,
Quando Quango,
Lightning Bolt,
Anakelly,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pierre Henry,
Ponytail,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.