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 Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Thee Headcoats to the crunk 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Radiohead,
Smog,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Infiniti,
Pylon,
Soft Cell,
Prince Buster,
Au Pairs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Agent Orange,
Matthew Bourne,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ultravox,
Juan Atkins,
The Mojo Men,
Sandy B,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Crime,
Tom Boy,
Nik Kershaw,
The Doobie Brothers,
Andrew Hill,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ronan,
Funky Four + One,
Lakeside,
Robert Wyatt,
Joe Finger,
UT,
The Tremeloes,
The Fortunes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Sheep,
Negative Approach,
Sugar Minott,
Arab on Radar,
Scratch Acid,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Audionom,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Evens,
Yaz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Star Department,
The Standells,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Stooges,
Peter and Kerry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faraquet,
Kaleidoscope,
E-Dancer,
Suicide,
Make Up,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.