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 Kosovo and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Piero Umiliani,
Oneida,
Anakelly,
The Barracudas,
Chrome,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joe Smooth,
Colin Newman,
Liliput,
Sugar Minott,
Can,
Sun Ra,
CMW,
Livin' Joy,
Clear Light,
Soft Machine,
Darondo,
Excepter,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Happenings,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Saccharine Trust,
Kayak,
Sällskapet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lightning Bolt,
10cc,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kerrie Biddell,
Qualms,
Minny Pops,
Faust,
The Grass Roots,
The Cure,
Magazine,
Terry Callier,
Audionom,
ABC,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Moon,
The Dead C,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Steve Hackett,
Jeff Mills,
Carl Craig,
Toni Rubio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Maleditus Sound,
Slave,
Gang Green,
Eurythmics,
Henry Cow,
Malaria!,
Icehouse,
Chris & Cosey,
The Last Poets,
Tommy Roe,
The Offenders,
The Modern Lovers,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.